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The air was unmistakeably Parisian – thick with the smells of freshly baked loaves and dank water, and Lianne cut through it like a luxury yacht slicing the ocean waves. Around her, the beautiful people of the French capital floated like swans in stylish outfits. She smiled and pushed her sunglasses back into her long brown hair to admire a display of tulips outside of a florist. In her flowing white mini-dress, she looked more than at home amongst the glamorous people.
With eyes fixated on the flowers across the street, she continued to walk and sip her iced coffee. By chance, she glanced to the shop window on her side of the street and paused. She was still getting to grips with the French language but even she could understand the words printed on the glass in neat gold. It was a shop selling equipment and supplies for dancers – specifically ballet, and a pair of gorgeous pink silk slippers sat on a podium just the other side of the window. Lianne stared at them for almost a minute. Pressing her lips together, she fished her phone from a small leather handbag and dialled the number at the top of her contacts. The recipient answered immediately.
“Lianne!!” A happy voice chattered through the speaker. “I had a feeling you would call. You are my twin sister after all!” Lynne proceeded to chit-chat about her day as the two girls caught up. Lianne sipped at her coffee some more as she listened, enjoying the sing-song of her twins' voice. They weren't identical but they did have a lot in common and Lynne always made her feel connected regardless of where they were in the world.
“Hey!” Lianne interrupted. “So when is your show coming to Paris? I can't wait to see you in Swan Lake... I was just thinking of you actually. There was this shop and they had these... You know, I bet you already know...being my twin sister and everything. Say, do you remember that time like ten years ago when we were kids and I tried to injure you with a roller-skate so I could take your place in some recital.” Lianne paused as an awkward silence overcame her phone. “I am really sorry about that, you know? It was...it was a weird time for me...”
Giddy laughter erupted on the other end of the phone and Lianne was helpless to giggle along. “I forgot all about that!” Lynne proclaimed. “Oh wow! Do you remember how confused Mom was? Like, where would you get the idea that my coach would just throw you in my place?” They continued to laugh together. “Honestly, I had forgotten all about that.. But, and this is a big but, you better not pull anything like that in three weeks when I visit the City of Love to perform Swan Lake. My understudy went home so it might actually work this time... By the way, I have front row tickets for you. I so can't wait to see you sister!”
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