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Scheinwasstillalittleweirdedoutbymyfamily—"Soyouworkinarecordstorewhileyoustudytobecomeateacher?Andyoudothecooking?Howunusual,"shesaidtoDad—Mr.ScheindeclaredmyparentsdecentandourfamilynonviolentandtoldKim’smotherthatKimoughttobeallowedtocomeandgofreely.
Forthosefewmonthsinsixthgrade,KimandIshedourgood-girlpersonas.Talkaboutourfightcirculated,thedetailsgrowingmoreexaggerated—brokenribs,torn-offfingernails,bitemarks.Butwhenwecamebacktoschoolafterwinterbreak,itwasallforgotten.Wewerebacktobeingthedark,quiet,good-girltwins.
Wedidn’tmindanymore.Infact,overtheyearsthatreputationhasserveduswell.If,forinstance,wewerebothabsentonthesameday,peopleautomaticallyassumedwehadcomedownwiththesamebug,notthatwe’dditchedschooltowatchartfilmsbeingshowninthefilm-surveyclassattheuniversity.When,asaprank,someoneputourschoolupforsale,coveringitwithsignsandpostingalistingoneBay,suspiciouseyesturnedtoNelsonBakerandJennaMcLaughlin,nottous.Evenifwehadowneduptotheprank—aswe’dplannedtoifanyoneelsegotintrouble—we’dhavehadahardtimeconvincinganyoneitreallywasus.
ThisalwaysmadeKimlaugh."Peoplebelievewhattheywanttobelieve,"shesaid.
