“I think it’s funny that Dad couldn’t tell us apart,” Ben adds. “Just like West.” West shifts. “Dad couldn’t tell you apart either?” “Nope. And then when he could, we’d pretend we were the other one to confuse him.” Asher’s lips purse like he’s trying not to laugh. “You don’t do that to me, do you?” West asks. The twins just grin at each other,
