I saw my neighbor’s wife holding hands with another man. But he wasn’t a secret boyfriend—he was her husband’s identical twin. Then I learned the family secret behind him.

She nodded.

“I know.”

“Then who was the man?”

She looked around the coffee shop before whispering,

“His identical twin.”

My jaw dropped.

“Mark has a twin?”

“He did.”

The word did made my stomach twist.

“What happened?”

She sat down across from me.

“His name was Michael.”

Then she told me something I never could have imagined.

Michael had died twelve years earlier.

Or at least, everyone believed he had.

“Mark and Michael were identical twins,” she explained. “They grew up together, but they couldn’t have been more different. Mark stayed here. He married me. He built a life.”

“And Michael?”

“He disappeared.”

She stared into her coffee.

“For years, we thought he was dead.”

“Until last week?”

She nodded.

“He walked into the restaurant while I was having dinner with Mark.”