Fiona’s POV.
“No,” the girl speaks up. “I won’t speak to anyone but her,” her voice is firm and in her eyes, there’s a dare for them to argue with her. The defiance that shines there is so similar to mine that I almost choke. Eventually when none of them make a move to drag me away, her eyes dart to mine and she forces a small smile onto her face. “My name is Kat and you… you might be my twin.”
Kat.
Her name is Kat and…
I place my hand over my ears.
She might be my twin…
Kat…
Kat…
Kat…
“Kat! Mum said you shouldn’t wander this far off!”
“Kat, you take the lemon shaped one!”
“Kat, can you please help me with my laces?”
“Kat, my nod is bleeding again… no I didn’t fall! Well, not on purpose.”
“Kat, stop calling me clumsy or I’ll tell mum!”
Kat.
Kat.
Kat.
The name seems to unlo
