Ever since a month or so ago she had felt something was wrong but he never said anything. What could she do? Ask him about it then he would just deny everything. Call in twin intuition she thought to herself. The sirens had come and she had left the door open, she did not remember the ambulance ride to the hospital or telling her brother to fight. Now she was in the waiting room the tears just streaming down her face wanting to hear something about her brother. The kiss on her hand she could still feel like something was printed on there forever.