The Twins by L.V. Matthews

Author:L.V. Matthews [Matthews, L.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Welbeck Publishing
Published: 2022-02-16T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

CORA

The graveyard is cold this early in the morning but I was pulled here. Sometimes I need to remind myself that her grave marks a new beginning for me – a rebirth. I need to keep going. I can’t let Margo distract me from realising the one thing I’ve always wanted.

I look at the script.

‘You’d like this bit,’ I say aloud. ‘You always loved a grand jeté. And this jazz combination? One step, turn, two and three kicks, shoe shine! Apple jacks! You’d go crazy for that too.’

It’s Monday. I have rehearsals soon, and before that Zdravko and I have to put in an hour of lifts. I’ll have to leave soon so that I can warm up properly without doing myself any more serious damage. I’ve been taping ice packs to my side and praying that the pain there and in my foot would have died down but it’s still absolute torment to move, let alone dance, and my head aches with what I found at Granny’s, and at Margo’s Kensington house.

‘We’re heading for a fucking apocalypse,’ I say to the grave. I light a cigarette. I should stop smoking. Dancers should never smoke. ‘What do you think? Do you believe in ghosts?’

And then I laugh until I’m howling with hysteria and, shit, my side hurts when I laugh like this. I think that if anyone passed by, they would think me insane. But something has shifted in the dynamic of mine and Margo’s relationship. I have always been the dominant one, can usually hush her when she gets upset, but she hasn’t even responded to my call yet.

I take my phone from my bag, text her again.

I need to see you.

I’m about to put the phone back in but I let my finger hover over the web browser. I haven’t signed into my old email address for years. I didn’t want to be contactable after what happened to Annie. I almost deleted this account because I didn’t want to see emails from anyone who would anchor me to the past. I swore to myself I wouldn’t look at it again but today I log in with my password – Ann!3 – and the inbox springs open. The notification number blazes out at me. I have over five thousand emails but it’s mostly all spam. I click to the end page and to the emails dated a few weeks after the night at the theatre.

Cora, we’re so sorry about what happened. We love you, we miss you! Can you give us your address so we can send you some things? Visit you? Sab and Helga xxxxxxxxx

Can you call me, Cora? Did you get my voicemail, my texts? Are you OK? What’s going on? I can’t get through to your family. Raff is going spare. Sab xxx

I love you, Cor. Sab xxx

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