"That wasn't enough, I wanted to see him, I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to make sure he was okay," I said disappointedly.
"What do you want to see? you think I'll ever be okay?" I heard his voice as my face lit with excitement again, I turned around and looked at him, he was staring right at me in the eyes. He can see me, of course, he can see me he just answered me.
"Please tell me you can see me," I whispered standing next to him.
"Of course, I can, I am your twin brother after all," he chuckled.
"Oh thank goodness that was such a relief, you gave me a fright, I thought I wouldn't be able to say a proper goodbye to you," I hissed.
"What goodbye? you left me,"
"I'm sorry Zenab I hope you understand there was nothing left for me to do,"
"I can never understand," he said clenching the pot close to his chest as if it was something precious in it.
"What is that?" I asked pointing at the pot that he holds so carefully.
