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My father was a man with many secrets, my twin brother, Peter and I would always try and figure them out. Whether it was playing a game or actually figuring it out. The night his office was torn apart, Peter and I were trying to find him as we were playing Hide and Seek, as we entered his room we saw how everything was in pieces. Papers were everywhere, drawers were opened or on the floor. It made us wonder if something had happened to our father.
"Daddy?" I called out, looking around the room.
"Dad!" Peter yelled.
Footsteps were heard coming quickly towards the room and Peter and I snapped our little heads towards it. Our father's eyes, they scanned the room and then he quickly grabbed us both, placing us to the side as he went for a drawer, opening it, and then pulling out a folder. He eyed us as mom came in, picking Peter and I up. Her eyes were widened with concern and fear, her eyes gave my dad a look before quickly taking my brother and I away. Next thing I knew we were driving to Uncle Ben and Aunt May's house.
Peter and I were always close, since we were fetuses, apparently we always held hands in the womb. That's what mom always told us. Didn't believe it til now, we were in the car holding hands tightly because we didn't know what was going on but we knew there was something wrong.
Dad parked the car quickly and we all got out, heading inside the house. Dad told Peter and I to wait in the living room while they talked to our Aunt and Uncle. I stood behind my brother as we watched the adults talk.
"What do you think they're talking about?" I asked my brother in a whisper. He didn't bother to look back at me but he did shrug and said, "I don't know."
We both glanced up at Aunt May and she gave us a warm smile before our dad got up and came towards us.
"Can I speak to Peter alone please Y/n?" Dad asked me. Peter and I glanced at each other before I walked over to mom and she held me close to her side.
"You're gonna stay with Aunt May and Uncle Ben for a little while," I heard dad say. I could feel my little body jerk to them but mom held me back. Did he mean Peter and I or just Peter?
"What about Y/n?" Peter asked.
Our dad let a sigh and said, "she needs to stay somewhere else for a bit but don't worry, she'll be back right by your side soon."
"I want to go with you."
Dad pursed his lips and then gave my brother a kiss on the forehead before pulling away.
We all walked towards the door and as we were about to leave, my mom kneeled down to Peter's level and began to tear up.
"Doesn't like crust on his sandwiches," she began to say, pulling Peter's hair to the side. "And he likes to sleep with a little light on at night."
