After the outgoing message played, I expected to hear the usual hangup that telemarketers usually do when they learn they got a machine. This time there was a pause then I heard a voice.
"Hi." a voice sounding a little like mine said. "You don't know me ,but my names is Jimmy Kent. I..."
I dropped the pan that I had on to the table. James Kent that was the name of my twin. I ran from the kitchen into the living room and picked up the phone.
"I received your picture from Search Twin.com." he was saying.
"Hey." I said as I picked up the receiver.
There was an awkward moment of silence, then James said, "Is this Robbie Best?"
"Yes, but the names Robert. I thought that you were to e-mail me?" I asked.
"I was," he said. "this just seemed a better way for our first contact."
"You're right." I said, "I have so many questions, I don't know where to begin."
"Same here." he said in a very deep southern drawl. "I'll e-mail mine, if y'all do the same."
I agreed then he gave me his e-mail address.
"So, What'cha all doin'." he asked sounding like an old friend.
"I just got home and was making my dinner." I told him.
Suddenly he changed and it felt like he was hurrying me off the phone."I'll just hang up and let y'all eat. I know how hungry I am after work. I'll talk to y'all online later."
"I'll eat later. I want to learn a little bit about you first."
"No! Y'all eat now. And think about those questions. Bye!" And he hung up.
As I finished cooking and then eating I thought about what to ask him.
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