Six Years After One of My Twin Daughters Died, My Second One Came from Her First Day at School, Saying: ‘Pack One More Lunchbox for My Sister’

She sits right next to me!” Junie was already fishing in her backpack. “And she looks like me. Like… the same. Except her hair is parted on the other side.”

A strange chill ran down my back. “What does she like for lunch, baby?”

“She said peanut butter and jelly,” Junie said. “But she said she’s never had it at school before. She liked that you put more continue reading …