What’s it like turning around and not finding your shadow lurking behind you, watching every move.
Down at the stationhouse (it sounds just like what is said on a TV show called Murdoch Mysteries) he finally gets the message across that he’s not the infamous Jacob.
He also suddenly realises that until his doppelganger is brought to justice, this was going to be a new sort of normal for him.
The thing is, how did an exact copy of him walk the earth and no one seem to notice. He was a criminal before, but perhaps he hadn’t killed anyone before. It’s an interesting question.
Meanwhile I;ve been thinking about the connection between the Jack and Jacob, and it seems to me the best, and possibly only explanation, is that his mother’s sister, the one that was supposedly killed in a native attack in Africa, lived on, came back to England, found his mother (her sister) and took the first man she ever loved (and had a child with) away from her, and basically did the same thing.
What are the odds, though, the same man father two identical children, one each from identical twins. Talk about a twist in the tale!
The burning question should be, why didn’t his mother tell him about her twin sister?
It also adds some context to Jack’s sighting of what he thought was his mother, and the fact he was bothered about the man with her. Every right to, the man was Jacob.
And, his memory is telling him that his Aunt was the one who shot him, not the police. It might need to be refined a little more, but the clues are there.
Not a very productive day today.
Today’s effort amounts to 1,504 words, for a total, so far, of 41,422.