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the
questions.” He turned his intense blue gaze her way. “Tell me about Kenzie
Reese.”
    Makenna casually crossed her arms on top
of the table and took a deep breath, before launching into the story of her
best friend’s life. For the sake of keeping her stories straight, she decided
right then to tell everything as truthfully as possible; she would simply tell
it from a different perspective. “I double-majored at the University of Texas
in Communications and Journalism, minoring in Photography. I landed my dream
job with Now Magazine two years ago, as a photojournalist. I’ve had the
pleasure of traveling all over the United States and even to Europe, Sweden,
and Mexico, covering stories through my camera lens. I even get paid for it!”
she quipped, using a line she often heard Kenzie say.
    “But you live in Austin,” he prodded.
    “That’s right. I share an apartment with
my best friend.”
    “What does she do?”
    “Until this week, she was a reporter
with one of the local newspapers. They let her go in favor of a blond bimbo
with implants.” She tried to keep the bitterness from her voice, but even she
could hear the disdain dripping from her words.
    “I take it you and your roommate are
close.”
    “Everyone thinks we’re sisters. We look
alike, talk alike, think alike. We’re like one person, divided in two.” It was
a joke they often told, even though it was steeped in reality.
    “Your real family?” he asked. Their food
arrived, but after the initial distraction, he got back on track. “What does
the Reese family tree look like?”
    Makenna thought about her answer for a
moment. After hearing him talk about his family, it was hard not to gush about
her own closely-knit clan. She, too, came from a big and loving family. After
having four children of their own, Madeline and Kenneth Reagan had adopted
three more; a troubled pre-teen, a lost and abandoned toddler, and a special
needs infant. She was quite proud of her family and enjoyed talking about them.
But she was pretending to be Kenzie, and it was best to stick to the truth, as
seen through her friend’s eyes. “Like a lone, lonesome pine on a barren hillside,”
she finally said, her heart heavy for her friend.
    His brows furrowed together in a frown.
“Oh?”
    “I’m an only child, and I’m not close to
my parents. The Reagans have more or less adopted me as one of their own.”
    “The Reagans?”
    “My roommate’s family.”
    “So how’d you meet your roommate …
Makenna, is it?”
    She nodded. It was strange, hearing her
own name and pretending it was someone else. “We met the first day of college.
We were in the ladies’ room, washing our hands, and I looked up into the mirror
and saw myself. Only I was wearing different clothes and the hair was
different. Then the person beside me glanced up and I saw the same sense of
recognition flash across her face.” Makenna laughed as she recalled the
incident. “We turned to each other and put our palms up, like we were touching
a mirror. Only there was no mirror, but a real person. She said it reminded her
of a game she used to play when she was little, talking to the girl from her
mirror. I said I played the same game in my mirror. We chatted all the way out
the door and down the hall. The next day, we discovered we had a journalism
class together. By the end of the week we were fast friends; by the end of the
month we were inseparable.”
    “You look that much alike?” he asked,
cocking his head in amazement.
    “It’s a little freaky, actually. I’m a
little taller, a couple of pounds heavier - of course!- and our coloring is
different. I have auburn hair and green eyes, she has black hair and green
eyes. But yeah, if you didn’t know better, you’d swear we were related.”
    He studied her so long that she began to
squirm in her seat. “What?” she finally had to ask, a nervous laugh coming
through her voice.
    “I was just thinking what it must be
like to see you