They still perform their entire forty-five-second secret handshake.
Strangers continue asking whether they are twins.
Every time.
At restaurants, hardware stores, and Royals games at Kauffman Stadium.
These days, the boys answer differently.
“Nope,” Luke says. “Brothers. Born two weeks apart. Different moms.”
Listeners usually look baffled.
Ben breaks into a grin.
“It’s a long story,” he says. “Want to hear it?”
People sometimes ask what I would change. If I could return nineteen years.
I say I would repeat almost every choice.
The clinic, donor, kitchen-table binder, and donor #
