Okay, so we made a mistake. Hey, we never wrote a book before.
You’re always in such a hurry to get to the end.
I am not.
You read the last page of books first.
I skim. Anyway, for this second intro, I (Lily) wrote that first line up there.
She confessed.
For both of us.
I’m still older than you.
Ignore him. So we figured the book was done last November.
Poppy was gone.
Nothing much happened for a long time.
Except school.
Whoopee.
And then suddenly on a dark and stormy night
Oh, good grief. It was yesterday at dinner.
I was just trying to be literary, since we’re back to writing a book.
From now on it’s going to be more like a journal. Or a diary. Day-to-day.
Whatever. So yesterday at dinner Dad says
Mom says.
Right. Mom says, “So what’re you guys gonna do this summer?”
She said it because the school year was over next day.
Right. And we just looked at each other for five seconds
ten seconds
and we both said the word at once:
“Write.”
This was no big deal to Mom and Dad.
Just another twins thing.
They asked us what we’re going to write.
We just said, “Oh, whatever.”
After dinner we went to CVS. I got a new notebook.
I got a new notebook.
So, what’s your first line going to be?
Don’t know. My head’s a blank.
So what’s new?
Ha-ha.
How about “Once upon a time…”
Right.
Or “It was a dark and stormy night….”
If you don’t shut up, I’m never going to start.
Ladies and gentlemen, my sister…