OCTOBER 14th-"You get home, tired after a long day's work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there."

You get home, tired after a long day's work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there.

“I said I’d get it.” I tell my twin Iggy.

“Oops, I forgot. Sorry Gorro.”

“It’s okay. You can lead the way to bed. Not too fast though, mind the stitches.”

It’s tough being surgically attached to your sibling, but there’s no saying no to the doctor’s provocations, and besides, at least I’m never lonely!

(A short one, but a favourite. I really wanted to write a short, succinct prompt, after realizing how long they were getting.)