by John Yeo
They were identical twins, Danny and Danielle. They entered this world within minutes of each other. Danny had a wonderful smile that charmed everyone he looked at, melting the stoniest heart instantly.
Danielle entered the world like a tornado, kicking and screaming as if she didn’t belong, her face would always reflect that early struggle.
The twins were each other’s closest friends and grew up together sharing everything.
Danny was always the favourite with the outside world, his winsome smile would smooth his way. He strolled through college, a very popular man guaranteed a brilliant future as a research scientist.
Danielle was a rebel who did not fit in anywhere, always in trouble with the authorities she dropped out of college and lived alone on benefits. She didn’t have a friend in the world apart from her twin brother Danny who stood by her through thick and thin. People actually swore they were the opposite sides of a single mind.
Danny was on the verge of a huge breakthrough in Molecular Biology, working very long hours, seven days a week.
Danielle was drifting in and out of the harsh reality of a world that never stopped kicking her while she was down.
One day Danny received a shocking call. Danielle was in hospital on the point of death after she was hit by a car, driven by a hit and run driver.
Danny’s colleagues insisted he go to her bedside although they were puzzled about his indifferent attitude. It was almost as if he knew Danielle was dying and he was in the grip of a terrible form of shock.
As he approached her bedside both their faces lit up with smiles almost as if Death was a laughing matter that was just another hurdle.
Danielle and Danny just sat holding each other’s hands looking into each other’s eyes. Who could begin to understand the silent waves of thought communication that passed between the brother and sister during those precious moments. Then…
“Are you ready? ” Danny smilingly asked.
“Yes!” Was the terse answer from Danielle.
Danielle then passed away.
Danny walked away with drooping shoulders and the knowledge that he was now complete. He carried his sister within and she cast a long silent shadow of past hurt now ended.