We were two halves of a whole, yet we didn’t look like sisters, much less twins. Her hair was black; mine was silvery-white. Her eyes were baby blue; mine were gunmetal gray and rimmed with gold. Her flawless skin had a dusky golden tint; I was ghostly pale, with a smattering of freckles across my nose. She was short and curvy; I was tallish and slender.
