“I bet you have your hands tied with twin boys,” Brenda said.
Wendy made a whistling sound, tilting her head forward so her
hair flopped out of her bun and hung where her face had been. She
then flipped her head back until her face returned, and her eyes
grew in size. “Let’s just say it’s a full-time job.” Wendy looked
down at the boys who were just sitting and giggling quietly in their
chairs as they played patty cake, unaware that the conversation
was now on to them. “It was an extremely difficult birth.” She
glanced over to the twins again as she said this.
“She almost didn’t make it,” Carl broke in.
“I made it, though,” Wendy replied. “They are identical twins,
if you couldn’t tell. Billy and Willy. The only way that we can tell
them apart is that Billy has a bottom tooth that is slightly
“They’re twins and you named them Billy and Willy?” Carter
asked. Brenda then shot him a look. His follow-up question earned
him an elbow to the ribs. “Isn’t that the same name?”
“No,” said Carl. “One is Billy and the other is Willy.”
“Yeah, but they’re both a nickname for William,” Carter said.
Brenda’s look evolved into a laser. She could not believe Carter
was having this conversation, but he just wanted to know the
reason they named their twins virtually the same thing.
“We don’t look at it like that,” said Wendy. “We look at it like
Billy and Willy are two different names, and you’re actually the
only one to challenge us on it.” She laughed a short laugh.
“Those names are adorable,” Brenda said. “Just look at them
playing Patty Cake.”
Carter watched them interacting, then said, “Hi Billy and
The clock in the room seemed to stop. Billy and Willy still had
their hands connected, but they both turned to look at the man
who just called out their names. Carter looked around at the
others at the table, but all eyes were on Billy and Willy.
He wasn’t even getting a smile out of the twins. They appeared
to be sizing Carter up. They were staring right into his eyes
without as much as a blink. Carter noticed that everything about
them was the same; everything, including their blue eyes and
blonde hair, right down to the bowl-cut trim. Head shape: check.
Eye shape: check. Body size and shape: check and check.
Personality: check. Hell, even name: check.
Nothing was different. Carter was a bit taken aback, and smiled
out of nervousness. Finally the tension of the room dissipated
when the twins smiled back at Carter. Their wide grins were cute,
but they also revealed identical smiles. Missing was the identifying
bottom tooth. Carter could not find one difference between the
Join me next Thursday as we meet author Brenda B. Taylor.