I was awoken by the first chime. I lay tense in my bed listening to the sounds of our housekeeper Jack Starbright open the door. "Alex?" said a voice drifting over to me from the twin bed across the room. My 14 year old twin sister Alexa. Without a word we both got up and went over to the window, the moonlight spilling on our faces. We both looked the same, fair hair and deep brown serious eyes. We were both in good shape, from football and cheerleading. Little did we know, that was the day, that changed our lives.
Alexa's POVThat day dragged by, me and Alex refusing to talk, to eat. We were overcome with grief. Our last living relative. Gone. We never really knew Ian. Ian, never uncle. He said the word made him feel old. He was killed in a car crash. He hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, otherwise he might've had a chance. I realized how little I knew about the man. A banker, we looked a lot like him, always travelling, liked wine, classical music and books. Didn't seem to have any girlfriends or any friends at all. Kept himself fit, never smoked and dressed expensively. But it was only a thumbnail sketch. One thing I definitely knew about him though that was he had a thing about seatbelts. Always wearing one. Letting us do whatever we wanted but always making us wear a seatbelt.
Alex POVI look over at Alexa and know she is thinking the same as me. The seatbelt. Ian wouldn't even drive us round the corner without a seatbelt. He was a safety freak. Jack Starbright came in. She was in her late twenties, boyish face with a sprawl of red hair. She was American and had come to England to study law seven years ago. She had rented a room in the house for light housework and baby sitting the twins. She had quit law deciding it wasn't for her and stayed on becoming a housekeeper and the twins closest friend.
I was worried. What would happen to Alexa, to Jack, to the house, to me.