Treasure stayed in bed for a few days, sorry she went out to shop or did nothing. All this time, she thought of calling Jake. The more she thought about it, the more she was struck by the man she thought she saw on the streets. He had the same uncanny features: the same tousled dark hair, the same deep-set brown eyes that seemed to hold dark secrets. It was strange how one twin was full of darkness, and the other was full of light. Blake exuded fear, a domineering aura; Jake brought warmth and charm, and laughter. It was like an open invitation to different worlds. But she only wanted the companionship that Treasure had long thought was lost, that she strongly desired.
Her memory was recalling Jake as he moved around the house, hammering nails and lifting heavy beams. His bare arms gliste
