"Born the same," Cassandra said fondly of her twin, "he always knew the right things to say." Her smile dropped from her face and turned to concentration and then to happiness. "We're here! I live here!" She remembered this street.
She broke free from her brother's side then, taking off at a run towards where she knew her home was. Hector would follow. He was fast, like one of those jungle cats.
At the gate she stopped, standing at the end of the path and pointing to the front door of the house. "There," she told Hector.