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âMy mom, I mean, stepmom, chose my name. Styx was the river of oaths in mythology or something. Mom says she made an oath to my biological mother to raise me.â â After she killed her.â Frankie thought, but kept it to herself. âDream Love? What do you think of that as a nickname? â She laughed. â Having a sister is not that great. Specially an older one. Sheâs not in the easiest of phases, you know. But I live with her for now. She takes care of me. Just donât think itâs all braiding each others hair or something.âFrankie realized a detail she missed and started asking questions eagerly. â Wait, did you say you have a twin brother? Can you talk trought thoughts and read eachotherâs minds? What is he thinking now?â
âOh I see.. Iâm sorry â I didnât know about your mom.â She said softly, parents for a tricky subject for many kids including herself. âOnly if you want to be called Sticks.â She teased back, the uncomfortable air around them soon disappeared. âI live with my older brother, he happens to like braiding hair. But trust me, having a older brother is a different kind of hard then having an older sister.â She said before she cracked up at Frankieâs words. âTrust me, I donât want to know what he is thinking.âÂ
"It's okay, I was the one who said it." She shrugged. " No nickname then." Frankie smiled brightly. " All siblings are terrible. But I have to admit I start most of our... disagreements." She paused. "So you do have telepathic powers!"
















