45 parts Complete Nice to meet you after all these years. You've grown so well. You look like a lot like your your mother. I smiled, getting a little uncomfortable with the comparison to my mother.
"I see. I'm glad to give you company".
"Thank you dear. It has been 10 years since I got Alzheimer and your mother just left me here. You sound kinder than her".
I choked on my coffee hearing what she said,
"What do you mean my mother?", I asked shockingly, not caring about respect for that second.
"Yes, she used to visit me everyday when you were born. Huh! Sweet old times! Unfortunately, it has been 2 years".
She seemed serious, more like disappointed, the real disappointment that one could not fake. I was about to blame her fuzzy logic on her alzheimer but she startled me with just a photo on her phone. A mid aged lady wearing a red dress that revealed most of her neck with her smiling widely, both of them holding champagne, looking like they were about to pass out. I scrunched up my mind a little and tried remembering my mom's face .
The last time I checked, my mother didn't have a twin.
I kind of grabbed the phone from her and rechecked the photo to only notice that it was taken exactly 2 years ago. I was shocked and tried to put things together but failed miserably.
"But my parent's death were 5 years ago. How can my mother still be alive?"
A story where a 19 year old girl, Chasey goes on an "uncalled for" adventure to find the last puzzle piece she craved for, all her life.
Is she desperate? Yes.
Will people show the same interest as her in finding their own unique mystery, investing their time and money? No.
Why did she chose to? especially when it's not do or die. Because it was a need for her not a want.
Word count - approx 28000
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