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Jack-Ed

Jack and Ed were two identical twins. Abandoned at birth, the two lived at an orphanage. Every Thursday the orphanage would clean and brush up all the kids and put them up on display for the potential adopters. Jack and Ed were small and cute and their chances of being picked were high.

One such Thursday, a couple chose Jack. The orphanage suggested them not to separate the twins, but the couple wasn’t ready for two kids. Thus Jack and Ed were no longer together.

Back at home, the couple celebrated Jack’s homecoming. It was then, when Jack’s new aunt remarked, “My! What a lovely kid, I wish I had a son like this!”

“You know, you can”, replied Jack’s mom. “There is one just like Jack, still available at the orphanage”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes I am, Jack’s twin is at the orphanage.”

“Great, give me the contact number and I’ll go as soon as possible”

Next day, Ed too found a family.

Once again, Jack and Ed were family.

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To Ed,
From Jack:)

Comments

Anonymous said…
The new aunt must hv been really too eager to get a son like Jack....she got Ed the very next day...wow...dat's some speed...

lucky Ed got back with Jack....
;)
Bharti Bedi said…
yup the aunt was quite excited to hear about Ed..she couldn't stop herself...
:)
lucky Jack too
Jay said…
thats great! hooray for jack and ed!
Bharti Bedi said…
@crazybugga: Jacket???

@jaycam: yipeee!! horray
Unknown said…
I am confused with the labels given here, seems something like a "within friends" thing!

Regards...
Unknown said…
Shopping!!!
Bachon ki shopping??? he he he...

anyways i am doing lots of shopping these days...pampering my self to acme..
Bharti Bedi said…
@rompy: yup some little story behing it..hehe and u enjoy ur days of freedom fir tum b bachon ki oops bachon k liye shopping karoge hehe...

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