Julia
Surveying the dwindling number of suitcases and boxes, I tried to concentrate on the task at hand instead of my recent conversation with my parents.
Hopefully, they were finally coming around. Admittedly, the entire episode with Phillip was unnerving and like something out of an old soap opera, the kind my grandmother never missed—disenfranchised twin resurfaces to wreak havoc on the family who did him wrong.
If I could take my parents' word, they both believed Phillip was Van. It wasn't until after Van and I left the house and Arnold told my father what was happening that my dad was even suspicious. I couldn't blame them. I was fooled too, at least on the surface.
Instead of facing my parents or the guests, Phillip slipped out shortly after us. When I asked Dad who else heard
