Was it true that identical twins could read each other’s minds? Was she my best friend? Was it strange, having someone else look exactly like me?
I answered as honestly as I could. Yes, Helen was my best friend. Sometimes we had a weird psychic connection between us, but not all the time. It didn’t feel strange to me, having an identical twin. Of course, we didn’t think of each other as identical. There were small differences. A mole on my left wrist, that kind of thing.