Jo looked into the eyes of her twin and he looked into her eyes with deep sympathy and concern

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“I know you don’t want to see me, Jo.” The twin appeared to be holding a
gloved hand and with a slight smile, placed this outstretched hand on her
shoulders, almost like a blessing, when in fact it was a vicious gesture to
push away the tears. It was like the way he’d push away her hugs the first
time he met her.

“There is no point in this!” She tried to hurl the anger down her throat,
but the anger stayed rooted to her heart.

“Is there a point?” Jo tried to reason with this horrible reflection. She
was desperate to move the anger from her heart, but it wouldn’t budge.

“No point in this, Jo.

It is not that I want to see you. It is just… I don’t think it is
possible for you to know how much I miss you.” The twin placed a hand under
her chin and lifted her face for a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t you dare talk to me like this!” She lashed out, shaking with rage and
fury.

“Then leave my life!”

What the hell are you saying?

The red fury began to fill up her chest and her head. “Leave my
life?”

What in the world do you mean?

The ghostly kiss on the cheek was not returned with a ‘yes’.

“I have given you my heart, and I am ready to give it to someone else.”
The twin placed a hand on her heart and then pulled her down to kiss her on
the lips.

“You cannot!” Jo said in an almost-silence, not sure what to say, what to
do.

“Please, Jo.” The twin’s tone was sincere and he looked like he was
looking into her soul.

There is no point in this.

“There is every possible reason to stay. I have never taken anything from
you. I don’t even know where you’re from or what you wanted. But you’ve given
it all to me.” The eyes of Jo’s twin were wide, and he really looked like he
was looking into her soul.

Why are you talking about things that cannot be?

Jo, why are we talking about this?

There is not much point.

Jo, Jo…

“I don’t know what to do. It is not the same. The way we spent time together
was not the same, I feel that.” The twin placed a hand on Jo’s cheek and
looked into her eyes with deep sympathy and concern. Then he placed a soft
hand on her shoulder and looked down at Jo’s soul-soaked face with pity.

“We are friends, Jo.” The twin smiled with an understanding that showed just
how much time had passed.

A new darkness filled her chest, and the two souls kissed for a second
before a pair of icy blue eyes appeared over Jo’s shoulder.

“Don’t even think about it.” The voice was as cold as the icy blue eyes.

“Jo,” The twin said with the tenderness of one who had seen Jo in her lowest
moments and who had tried his best to keep her from doing this to herself. “I
am sorry for what I did when we kissed.”

“Please,” Jo pleaded, “You did what you had to do.”

“I am sorry Jo,” The twin said to her in a whisper, almost sounding like he
was in pain. “I could see how much you loved me.”

“But, you didn’t do anything.”

The twin lowered his head and sighed with deep regret. “I was
worried.”

“But you couldn’t resist me?”

“I couldn’t. I had to see it through, Jo.”

“You know what,” Jo said. “If you’re trying to tell me that this was the
right thing, then I won’t argue.”

“It must have been,” the twin said with a soft laugh and a touch of sadness.
“I wish I was more like my brother. My brother could have said ‘no’. My
brother loved you.”

Jo looked up, taking in the sadness in his eyes. She had never realized how
much she had loved this tall, gangly, dark-skinned man. She never thought
that she had been so foolishly infatuated.

“You are so beautiful, Jo.”

“Are you crying?” asked the voice of the stranger. It seemed that there was
a tear on the corner of his eyes.

The room fell into darkness.

“What the fuck was that?”

The stranger put his hands up to protect his eyes from the sudden darkness.
His eyes narrowed with anger and pain and he stood up from his chair. “You
know me?’

“I know you.”

“You know my brother?”

“Yes,” replied Jo. “He is very good at being what he calls ‘emotional
therapists’.”

“Emotional therapy?” the voice of the stranger sounded almost excited.

“Yes.”

“I am going to try it, Jo.”

“Please let me stop you.”

“If you stop me, I will hate myself forever.”

“I am sorry.”

“You are.”

“I love you, Jo.”

“You do.”

“I am sorry.”

“I am not going to hate myself forever.”

“Good,” he said. “I am going to try it.”

“You don’t even know?”

The stranger smiled at her.

“Is there a point to this conversation?” She asked.

“I am going to try to love you, Jo. I know how much you deserve to be loved.”

“So, I just need to stay here?”

“Yes.”

“And live off of you? I don’t understand.”

“I have a small farm in the country. I bought it when I was in San Diego.
I don’t have a lot of money, but my parents will help.”

“What the hell am I supposed to do?”

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