Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?

I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.

To put a face to my story, Tracy from her college yearbook.

Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.

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I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.

“Can I have a gum?” she asked.

“I’ll get one next time. I’m in a hurry.”

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I’ve always been like that.

“Give me half of yours,” she said.

“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”

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“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”

“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.

“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.

You hold the door open for a lady and she stops in her tracks and screams at you, ‘Don’t hold the door for me! I’ll get it myself!’ What are your feelings or immediate reaction?

I did and she popped it in her mouth and continued to chew it. I stared at her with a surprised look.