Having two parents is complicated enough: what’s it like when your mother’s twin also moves in?
My mum, aunty and I are strolling down the street with wooden shopping trolleys clasped in our right hands, mine a miniature version of theirs. We’re on our way to Ridley Road market in London, to fill the baskets up with cut-price clothing, trinkets and treats. Midway down the street, while my aunty is looking in a shop, someone comes up to Mum and clasps her in a warm embrace.
“Lovely to see you, Pauline,” they say. My mum looks bemused. “I’m not Pauline,” she replies, “I’m Jacqui.” There’s an uncomfortable silence before my mum eventually gestures to her sister. “She’s my twin!”
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