This story begins here"Bet"
One Tuesday in the middle of Summer, Quentin wanted to get in a fight. Quinton, however, refused to cooperate. All day long he said only things that Quentin had no choice but to agree with. By the time the two of them went to bed that night, Quentin was very grouchy, and decided that the next morning he would disagree with the first thing out of his twin’s mouth, no matter what it was.
Wednesday morning, Quinton was the first to wake up. “Quentin, get up,” said Quint...
Published on November 05, 2015 22:00