 asking if anyone needs anything. The twins aren't paying any attention to him at all, which is pretty weird since they've been gushing over him since he got here. I can only assume they're finally starting to worry about tomorrow. I want to tell them I'm right there with them, but I put on a smile and grab my plate before heading for the couch.

Mable surprises me when she slides away from Azalea so I can sit between them. That never happens. Never ever. My heart pinches a little as I sit down. I'm holding back tears as my sisters instantly cuddle around me. We've always been close, even though they make me crazy, but they've always been closer to each other. There were times I truly envied them for having a built in friend, another person so connected to you there wasn't really room for anyone else.

Tonight, they're giving me a gift and I accept it wholeheartedly. I plop a kiss on each of their heads. For once, they don't squirm or whine about it. Mable even smiles up at me while Azalea leans her head on my shoulder.

"You know we believe you, right?" Mable says.

"About seeing ghosts," Azalea clarifies. They both look up at me with honest, pizza sauce-covered faces.

It takes me a second to respond. "You do?"

They both nod.

"How come?"

"You talk to them in your sleep," Mable answers.

"And even though you make us do our chores and stuff, you love us and we love you. You don't lie about things like Mom and Dad think."

There was a lot packed into those words and I struggle to comprehend it all. Tackling the first one first, I say, "I talk to the ghosts in my sleep? What do you mean?"

Mable brought it up, but Azalea answers. "I think they must be whispering stuff to you or something, because you tell them things like if you can help them or not, if they should leave you alone, that you can't let them go...that sort of thing."

Her last addition makes my breathing hitch. "Can't let who go?"

This time it's Azalea who shrugs. "Dunno. You never said his name.
asking if anyone needs anything. The twins aren't paying any care to him at wholly, which is reasonably weird since they've been gushing over him since he got here. I can entirely assume they're finally begin to concern about tomorrow. I want to tell them I'm right there with them, but I put on a smile and grab my denture before heading for the couch. 

 Mable surprise me when she slide away from Azalea so I can sit between them. That never happens. Never ever. My heart pinch a little as I sit down. I'm holding back bust as my sisters instantly cuddle around me. We've always been close, even though they stool me crazy, but they've always been closer to each other. There were time I truly envied them for having a built in friend, another person therefore connected to you there wasn't really room for anyone else. 

 Tonight, they're giving me a gift and I accept it wholeheartedly. I plop a kiss on each of their heads. For once, they don't squirm or snivel about it. Mable even smile up at me while Azalea leans her headway on my shoulder. 

 " You acknowledge we believe you, right? " Mable says. 

 " About watch ghosts, " Azalea clarifies. They both look up at me with honest, pizza sauce - covered face. 

 It takes me a second to respond. " You do? " 

 They both nod. 

 " How come? " 

 " You talk to them in your rest, " Mable answers. 

 " And even though you make us do our chores and stuff, you love us and we love you. You don't dwell about things like Mom and Dad think. " 

 There was a lot packed into those word and I struggle to comprehend it all. Tackling the inaugural one first, I say, " I talk to the ghosts in my rest? What do you mean? " 

 Mable brought it up, but Azalea answers. " I think they must be whispering material to you or something, because you tell them things like if you can help them or not, if they should leave you entirely, that you can't let them go... that kind of thing. " 

 Her last addition makes my breathing hitch. " Can't permit who go? " 

 This fourth dimension it's Azalea who shrugs. " Dunno. You never said his name.
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"YOu KnoW we BelieVE you, Right?" MAble says.

"about SEeing ghosts," AzaLEa clarifies. ThEY bOTH lOOk up At mE with honest, PizzA SaucE-covEReD faCEs.

It tAkes mE a SEcONd to respond. "You do?"

TheY bOth nod.

"how coMe?"

"You talk to thEm in your slEEP," mable ansWers.

"aNd EVen though you maKe us dO our chores ANd stuff, yOu lovE us and we Love you. YoU DOn't lie abOut ThiNgs LikE mOm And Dad think."

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HEr last AdditIoN maKES my brEAThIng HiTch. "Can't let WHO go?"

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 asking if anyone needs an ything. Th e twi nsare n' t pa ying  any attention to h im at all, which is pr ettywe i rd s i nc e the y've be e ng u shi ng  o ver  h i msince  he  got he re. I canonl yassume they' r efinally st art ing to worry  ab out to mo rro w . I w ant  to t ell th e m I'mright the re with t h em, but I  p ut o n a smile and gra b  m y  plate beforeheadin gf or t hecou ch.

Mable  s urpri s es me w h en s h e s l ides away fro m Azalea so I c an sit  b etw e en the m. Th at nev er happens.  Nev er ever.My hea r t pinch e s a lit tle as  Isit  dow n .I' m h ol d ing ba ckt ear s as mysi st ers i nsta n t l y  cud dle  aro und m e. We've alwa ysbeen clo se, e ven t houg htheymake m e cra zy , but they've a lway s been cl ose rtoea ch ot h er. Th ere  we re time s I tru l y e nv i e d  t hem for having a b ui l t  i n friend , anot h er  p e rson soco nne cted t o you  the r ewasn't r eallyr oo mfor any on e else .
To nig ht, t h ey'r e givi ng me agifta nd I accept it wholeheartedl y .I pl o p akis s on each o f th e ir h eads .  F oro nce,theydo n 't squirm or whine abo ut  it. M ableeven smiles u p at me wh i l e  Azalealean s  h e r head on my s hould er.

"Youk now we b eliev e you, r ight?" Ma b l e says.
"A bou t s eei n g  g hosts," Azale a clar if ies. Th eyboth lo okupatmewi th honest , pizzasa uc e- co ver ed fa c es.

Itta kes  m e a  seco n d to r espon d. " Yo ud o?" 

Theyb ot h nod. 
"H ow c ome ?" 

"Yo u ta l k t o themin your s lee p ," M ab le  answer s.

"And even  t hough youma keus doo u r chores  and stuff, you love us and welov e you . Yo u don't l ieaboutthi n gs lik e Momand D ad  th i n k."
T h er e w as  a lot pac k e d i nto t ho se w ords an d I struggle to co m pre hend it all.Tac klin g th e f i rs t  on ef irs t ,  I say, "I talk  to the gh os t sin my slee p ? W ha t do yo u mean? "

Ma b le brou ght it up , but Aza le a an s w ers . "I think  they mu st be whi s perin g  s tufftoyou or  s ome thing , beca u seyou t ell th em  thing s lik eif you c an help them or not, if  theyshoul d l eave youalo n e,that youcan' t let them  go ... thatsor t  of t hing . "
He r  last  add i tion make s  m y b r e at hing hitch. " C an' t let  wh o  go?"
Thi s time it's Azale a  who shrugs. " Dunn o .  Yo u n e versa id his name.
 asking_if anyone_needs anything. The twins_aren't paying_any_attention to_him_at all, which_is pretty weird_since they've been gushing_over him since_he_got here. I can only assume they're finally starting to worry about tomorrow. I_want_to tell_them_I'm_right there with them, but_I put on a smile_and grab_my plate before heading for the couch.

Mable surprises_me_when she slides_away from Azalea so I can sit between them._That never happens. Never ever. My_heart pinches a_little_as_I sit down. I'm_holding back tears as my sisters_instantly cuddle around me. We've always_been close, even though they make me_crazy, but they've always been closer_to each other. There were_times I_truly envied them for having_a built in_friend, another_person so connected_to you there wasn't really room_for anyone else.

Tonight,_they're giving me a gift and_I_accept it wholeheartedly._I_plop_a kiss_on each of_their_heads. For_once,_they don't squirm or whine about_it._Mable even smiles up at me while_Azalea leans her head_on_my shoulder.

"You know we_believe you, right?" Mable says.

"About_seeing ghosts," Azalea clarifies. They both_look up_at me_with honest, pizza sauce-covered faces.

It takes me a second to respond._"You do?"

They both nod.

"How come?"

"You talk_to them in your_sleep," Mable_answers.

"And_even though you_make_us do_our chores and stuff, you love us_and we_love you. You don't lie about_things like Mom and_Dad_think."

There was a lot packed into_those words and I struggle to_comprehend it all. Tackling the_first_one_first, I say, "I talk_to the ghosts in my sleep?_What do you_mean?"

Mable brought it up, but Azalea answers._"I_think they must be whispering stuff_to_you or something, because you tell_them_things_like if you can help_them or not, if they should_leave you alone, that you can't let them go...that_sort of thing."

Her_last addition makes my breathing_hitch._"Can't_let who go?"

This time it's Azalea who shrugs. "Dunno. You_never said_his name.