My mother was taking three times her prescribed heart medication because someone had impersonated me at the pharmacy. I thought I was hunting for the person trying to kill her—until one phone number uncovered a secret my family had buried for 50 years: I had a twin sister.
THE NUMBER THAT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO EXIST My neighbor is a pharmacist. One morning, she came over for coffee and noticed my 82-year-old mother’s pill organizer sitting on the …
My mother was taking three times her prescribed heart medication because someone had impersonated me at the pharmacy. I thought I was hunting for the person trying to kill her—until one phone number uncovered a secret my family had buried for 50 years: I had a twin sister. Read More
