Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?

She even used my tooth brush once.

“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”

“Give me half of yours,” she said.

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“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.

I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.

I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.

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I’ve always been like that.

“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.

Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.

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“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.

“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.

“Out of my mouth?” I asked.

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“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”

“Can I have a gum?” she asked.

I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”