[ WP ] `` Well ... why do you want to be in a relationship ? '' Sam asks .

Sarah stared blankly through the frosted glass of the window waiting for her sister to answer. A pigeon hopped from the slush covered curb to the street then strutted a few feet. The sudden splash of a passing car sent the bird fluttering for the safety of the sky. She wished for that kind of freedom. 
 
 Sasha, Sarah's twin, smiled lightly. People liked her smile. It seemed so full of good nature and hope. `` Everyone wants a boyfriend.'' She answered shyly. Even at 17 she had a sort of childlike innocence not often seen among the youth of today. 
 
 `` How about you?'' Sam asked, directing his attention to Sarah. She rolled her eyes and continued to stare. Why did he bother to ask such things. He knew very well it would never happen. 
 
 `` Sarah?'' he persisted. God she hated therapy. It was hard enough being conjoined, never having any time alone. But this? Never being allowed a private thought? Always having to `` open up'' and `` share''. It was too much. 
 
 `` Like she said... everyone wants a boyfriend.'' Her words were absent of feeling. She was out there... in the snow... dreaming of wings to fly free. 
 
 

