Playing With Bad Luck

Ingo’s disappearance was as much of a tragedy as it was an inevitability. A curse passed down from their family that they couldn’t escape from no matter how hard they tried. Still, they tried to defy the odds from childhood to adulthood and continue even after their separation. Excerpt from chapter 1:When he went to bed, Ingo could not sleep. They long since had different rooms on their mothers insistence despite fathers disapproval, but Ingo was used to his brother coming to him to ask to sleep in his bed since the darkness scared him and Ingo’s ceiling had glow in the dark stickers. He would always hum a lullaby or retell one of the legends father was obsessed with until his twin would fall asleep in his arms. (Ingo shared his fathers love of legends and myths. He kept the storybooks from childhood in a secret place under his bed; careful to ensure that no one would find it. He would never dare tell anyone other than his twin of his shared interest, not father and never mother.) (She never hid her scowl well enough when fathers back was turned)