The Missing Twin

Summary

It was Sunday, and I was playing hide-and-seek with my twin daughters.

My younger daughter, Anna, was hiding right behind the door, giggling. But my older daughter, Lily? I couldn't find her anywhere.

Just then, my wife came home. She saw me looking under the sofa and asked what I was doing.

"I'm looking for Lily," I said.

My wife’s face went blank. She looked at me with pure confusion.

"Honey, we only have one daughter."