Ragu to the rescue, I thought!I put the pot onto the stove, and we waited for it to boil. We made some idle chit chat as we stood there, occasionally ...ipping our wine.After a few minutes, the water was boiling, and Kay had already opened the pasta and poured it into the pot."This should only take about five minutes," she said to me, authoritatively.I watched her stir the pasta, and occasionally stir the sauce in silence. I thought back to the scared little-girl look she had after I told her to. There was a small country store back out on the highway, and I could get the groceries I needed there. I wandered around the place for several hours just getting a feel for it and looking into places I’d not noticed the first time here. The most interesting place was the combination barn, storeroom, and tool shed that stood at the back edge of the compound. In the barn was a tractor, every implement known to man to fit it, and a large flatbed hay trailer. There were dozens and dozens of hay. " With that, they both bowed again.I have GOT to find out who I pissed off. I must have pissed someone off. As they arose from the bow they both had only smiles, not smirks, just smiles. As I looked at May and June I couldn't tell if they had smirks or not. I inwardly sighed, it was probably just as well anyway. I returned their bow and then leaned slightly toward the car and extended my arm toward it as I said, "Ladies, shall we be off?"We entered the back of the car, then Ling and Ding. Then, when they wear the same clothes, which they sometimes do, I have a difficult time knowing if I'm talking to my mother or to my aunt. Something they've always done growing up, they enjoy tricking friends and relatives by trading places. Games they played as teens when dating, sometimes, they didn't tell their dates that they were identical twins. Sharing their boyfriends, sometimes, one sister would go on the date for the other sister. They did the same thing in school. With one better in.