Maren and her sister Kris were so close they barely needed words to communicate. So when Kris was diagnosed with incurable cancer the knowledge that they would never grow old together was almost too much to bear...

I am out on a run one chilly February day when I receive a text from my twin sister Kris, asking if I'm at home. I have made a life post-university in Cornwall, where I am a garden designer.

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