Separate

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College is a new start, and Clare and Morgan will have to go their separate ways first.

Submitted: January 31, 2018

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“I think that’s everything.” Mom broke the silence that had been permeating the air like thick fog for the last 15 minutes.

I glanced up from where I’d been fiddling with Morgan’s desk supplies, trying to get the pencil holder to line up with stickie notes. I know, I was wasting time, but I was dreading this moment.

Mom stood by the closet where she’d been hanging up Morgan’s clothes, scrutinizing our work. I’d hoped she’d take longer—I got my perfectionism from her after all—but unfortunately, Mom was an efficient perfectionist.

Morgan spun around in a circle, taking in her fully furnished dorm room, a bright smile on her face. How she was so excited when I felt like my insides were crumbling, I didn’t know.

“Oh, this is gonna be awesome.” Morgan clapped her hands like she did when she was really happy, like if she didn’t express it she’d explode.

I forced a smile on my face. Today was about Morgan, and I wasn’t about to ruin the excitement for her.

“Yeah, it’s pretty neat.” I tried to keep my voice even, to not let my emotion show.

Morgan spun towards me and then threw herself at me. Usually when she did that, I shoved her off me with a glare. I couldn’t do that this time.

Morgan let out a surprised squeak when I hugged her tightly, and she hugged me back.

“I’m going to miss you,” I breathed in her ear, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall.

“I’ll miss you too, Clare,” Morgan breathed back. I could have sworn her voice wavered when she said that.

After a long moment, I pulled away, and Mom stepped up to hug Morgan goodbye as well.

“See you at Thanksgiving, sweetheart,” Mom said.

“Bye, Mom.” The waver was gone from Morgan’s voice now.

With that, we left. That is, Mom and I left. Morgan stayed in her room as we clattered down the steps and emerged outside. Sliding into the car, I glanced back up at the dorm. Rows of windows, most of them cranked open to take advantage of the light breeze, gleamed against the old brick.

“One down, one to go,” Mom joked.

I tried to smile, but it slipped off my face. “Yeah.” I busied myself with adjusting my seatbelt so that I didn’t have to look at Mom.

“I know this is hard, Clare, but you two had to separate at some point.” The car jolted at Mom drove out of the parking lot.

“Yeah,” I said again. “I know.”

“Now, let’s stop thinking about that,” Mom continued. “You’re going to college yourself in two days!”

“One and a half, to be exact,” I corrected her.

She smiled at me. “One and a half.”

I looked out the window as trees lining the road flashed by. Already, I could feel Morgan’s absence in the quiet car with the radio playing to make up for the lack of conversation.

One and a half days, and I’d be getting my own dorm room ready. I’d be on my own, without Morgan, for quite possibly the first time in my life.

I bit my lip. But, I’d known that since Morgan and I decided on our colleges, when we chose schools hours apart from each other.

Mom was right; we had to separate at some point. Now, at least I could be just Clare, not Morgan and Clare, the identical twins. 


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