<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i4.cdnds.net/15/24/maisie12.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cathy Carter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carter house, en route to resort<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Chloe and Vaughn Carter<br/><br/>Cathy had waited at the school gate for her sister watching excited and boisterous students rushing this way and that, seemingly confused by the idea that the term had ended and that they were entitled to enjoy a break from algebra and comprehension for a short while. Her calm façade belied the frenzied excitement that resided within. There! Chloe’s face shone through the crown and Cathy ran and kissed her sister lightly on the cheek. In private her greeting would have been far more intense, but here among friends and peers, the twins had agreed to keep their true nature of their relationship hidden. Unbidden, her hand found Chloe’s and they half walked, half skipped in their eagerness to begin what was sure to be the most welcome of breaks. Chloe and Cathy were so alike in looks and manner, that no one had yet found a way to tell them apart. Indeed, even their own father was unable to distinguish between them. It was true, there were subtle differences that the observant may notice, particular in their behaviour, but the girls chose not to reveal them. Cathy for example loved organisation and structure, whereas Chloe was freer and often acted spontaneously without thought. She had always known that Chloe had been blessed with their father’s talent, and while Cathy was a fine artist and draughtswoman in her own right, she was the first to admit that she could not hold a candle to her sister’s talent and flare, and she loved Chloe all the more for it.<br/><br/>“Hi daddy!” the girls chimed in unison as they burst through the door and Cathy hung back so that Chloe could be the first to greet her father with a kiss. It was a ritual that they had always employed so that he would know which was which, unaware that he was part of the game they played with the world. Her father had come to know that Chloe would always kiss him first, and yet often Cathy would run to kiss him letting him think she was Chloe.<br/><br/>It was a game they had played ever since they realised how much fun they could have. How safe it felt to have two identities, to be Chloe or Cathy as the situation demanded.<br/><br/>But this evening something was different, the tired look their father often sported had been replaced by a broad grin and Cathy’s heart leapt at his revelation. The girls packed in a hurry and before they could blink found themselves soaring high above the clouds, sitting together and watching the minute world pass by through the tiny window. In contrast to the smooth effortless flight the remainder of the journey by car was an uncomfortable ride on unloved roads. Cathy clung to her sister as the girls were tossed around on the back seat as their father tried to negotiate rocks and potholes. At last they reached their destination and Cathy disentangled herself from Chloe, stepping out of the car and stretching to shake away the remnants of their expedition. Both Cathy and Chloe had been rushed in their preparation and had chosen to travel in their school uniforms, but where Chloe wore her white stockings pulled up to her knees, Cathy had pushed hers down to her ankles, knowing that her father would unconsciously pick up on the disparity and use this to identify his girls. Of course, later when Chloe pushed down her socks and Cathy pulled up hers, they’d continue their game as each other. Cathy giggled. Other families were also arriving, pulling cases from cars and heading toward the heart of the complex.<br/><br/>Chloe and her dad approached, and they embraced in what they laughingly knew as their group hug. Standing together as one, the bodies pressed tightly together. Cathy felt Chloe’s hand on her hip and reached around her father to reciprocate.<br/><br/>“Have we been told where we’re staying Dad? Check the ticket.” Her eyes reached beyond the holiday complex to the vast lake beyond, and she imagined stripping and diving into the cool waters.<br/>