I would like to take this opportunity to thank all those people who have taken the time to vote and post comments on the previous four chapters. I do appreciate the feedback, positive and negative.
I would also like to point out that this story is total fiction, whilst some of the events reflect real life situation's the characters are not based on anyone in particular. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is just coincidence.
Chapter 5
At dinner that evening, we all spoke about our trip to Aunt Jane's. We realised that it must be over five years since we had last visited her. She lived about five hours drive away on the west coast. Aunt Jane was my mother's younger sister. She is a whole two minutes younger, being my Mothers twin.
Unlike Clare and me, my Mother and Aunt Jane are identical twins. They have always been close, although in recent times contact has been by almost daily phone calls.
After dinner I helped Clare clear up, we had finished in no time and I asked Clare if she would like to go for a walk. Clare accepted and I told our Mother what we were doing.
Clare and I headed out of the door, going nowhere in particular. "Clare, I hope you don't mind me selling the family business?" I asked. Clare had a somewhat puzzled look on her face.
"Why would I mind?" She continued "I wanted you to sell the business, I really miss my brother; you had become a real grump trying to cope with that place."
I took Clare's arm in mine, to anyone else watching we would have looked like a real couple out for a romantic walk, not brother and sister getting some fresh air.
"God, I'm so sorry for the way I behaved Clare." She stopped and looked me straight in the eyes, I continued "It's just there has been so much to deal with in the last few month's. What with Dad and everything, plus my gorgeous sister telling me she loves me more than just in a sisterly way."
Clare's eyes were tearing up, but I could see a look of deep love there, also there; which I hadn't seen in a while was the twinkle. I had not seen the twinkle in her eye since the day I got Brad off her.
"Dave, I'm really looking forward to this trip." Clare's face lit up as she continued, "Have you noticed a change in Mother recently?"
"How do you mean?" I asked. "Well, the other night we were together until quite late into the morning, and Mother never said a word when we came down for breakfast. And she didn't make a big deal of the robe I wore, or your comment about me walking round naked all the time." Clare stood in front of me and her eyes widened as she took in what she had said. "Oh my God, Dave she knows she bloody well knows" Clare shrieked.
"Knows what! We haven't done anything Clare, OK we done some pretty heavy petting and spent the night together twice. I am bloody sure she does not know we have been making out, so that means she knows we spent the night together. Hell we slept in the same room for ten years!"
Clare looked like rabbit caught in the headlight's, which really surprised me especially as she had been the one that started all this.
"Clare, I don't see what the big deal is, if Mom had a problem she would definitely say something, you know that." I replied.
Clare responded, "Well I guess so, but you must admit Mom is different now."
"Clare, of course she's different darling, she just lost her husband of nearly thirty years. She's bound to be thinking and feeling differently at the moment."
Clare looked very sad as the reality of what I said hit her; I took her in my arms and gave her a big hug. She melted into my arms and we stood there for quite sometime. We continued to walk, before long we found ourselves standing outside the garage.
