"Dad?" I said again in astonishment. I looked over at my twin sister. Her eyes were filled with tears. Funny how I don't tear up even though I just read something that will change my life forever.
"How could this happen, Ally?! He's the only family we had. Ally, what are we going to do?! Ally, what?! What will we do?" as you can probably already tell when my sister gets worried, she just asks questions over and over.
"Ang, look at me. We'll be okay. You have a job, don't you? Instead of going on a shopping spree every two weeks, we'll use that to keep this house as long as possible. That means I'll have to find a job as well. We're going to be alright. Okay?" I said, trying to sound as positive as possible.
Now all I'm wondering about is what happened to my dad?! Why did he die? How did he die? I need to find this out.
"Okay, I guess I'll trust you, Ally. You are the older one."
"Angie, I'm 15 minutes older than you. Not that much."
"That still means you're the older one so, you're in charge. I'm going to go cry to sad songs in the shower. Don't leave without me. Okay, Ally?!"
"Yeah, sure. Have fun.." by the way, I don't question her on the crying thing because I did once and she screamed at me for the longest time saying stuff like, "That's the only time I get my feelings out!" "It's how I don't cry 24/7, I get everything out then!!" and stuff like that. Let's just say she's..interesting, but aren't we all?
