A twins mistake

The sun goes down but the lights stay on long past closing time
Twiddling pens and the sound of a keyboard echo to the crickets and the sound of traffic.
Children watching TV instead of practicing their tuba or sax. Smells of a overcooked pizza, supreme, fill the kitchen instead of a mother’s love and hot pasta with a meat sauce that the kids enjoy so much. No garlic cloves just an empty space for the work gloves. Hangars on the wall only filled with jimmy’s coat. Mothers keys missing, she’s out grabbing her meal at a French restaurant on seaside with her clients that she talks to more than her own daughter. She doesn’t know that miss Tammy has not passed literature but to her own accord she never did read so good to begin with. The lights flicker and that remind mommy that Tammy and Jimmy are late for a very important date, dinner with the father because it’s his turn, it’s his weekend but shed known that if she was home long enough to listen to the voicemails on her home phone instead her cell phone. She’s blocked the number of the man that she once loved but then she discovered that he made the mistake and married the wrong twin. He wanted miss perfect personality, not miss Costa lots. He was in it for love; she was In it for the money. Only he was a well off teacher and despised money and much as he hated lust. Now the children are trophies for her and angels to him but the court split the time, when she gave it all to her work.