Identical twin sisters Heidi and Harper couldn’t be more different. Heidi is all about sun, skating and waves; while Harper prefers spending time on a farm, milking cows and caring for horses and sheep.
There were differences, of course, but you had to know us to pick them. Like, my sister was left-handed and I was right. We each had one dimple – hers was in the left cheek, mine right. Dad reckoned we were the mirror image of each other. Then there were our non-physical differences: I was skirts, she was jeans. I was pink lip gloss, she was clear lip protection, which kind of summed up our personalities, really.
But when Harper winds up in the hospital and is unable to attend the ten day Jillaroo camp that her agricultural scholarship hinges on, Heidi has to step in. It’s her fault, after all. It was Heidi’s skateboard that sent Harper to hospital and robbed her of her chances.
Heidi’s a… surfer out of water, and things aren’t exactly going smoothly.
Don’t ask me why, but the sheep I separated from the flock was one big mama. Like, huge. And she was smart. I had her pinned in the corner but she wasn’t going anywhere peacefully. She went left and I blocked. She went right and I blocked. She stared at me. I stared back. It was a Mexican standoff. And I was pretty worried that I was going to blink first and she’d win.
Not least because she has to pretend to be her sister in front of Harper’s biggest competition at school. Trent is bound to notice that “Harper” is no good at things she used to be able to do with her eyes closed… And he seems to be trying to trick her into making a fool of herself.
‘You’re crazy, Harper, but you’re not fooling me. You know all this stuff. Trent’s been telling everyone how great you are at everything; all those ribbons you’ve won at the ag shows… weren’t you like runner-up for Junior Farmer of the Year one time? And you don’t even live on a property! I just can’t work out why you keep pretending you don’t know what you’re doing. Is it because you don’t want to show us up? That’s so sweet, but it’s okay, really. Just be yourself.’
But there are good things too, like her sweet, gentle horse, Poppy.
When I stroked a hand down the white strip on her nose, she leaned her head into my shoulder and I had to admit it was love at first hug. I may not be a total horse person like Harper, but I was human and she’d melted my heart.
Cute, supportive, funny surfer/Jackaroo-in-training, Chaz.
I tried not to, I really did, but somehow I found myself wandering closer to Chaz. Metal filings and magnets. Moths and flames. Heidi and Chaz. Whichever way you looked at it, it spelled a total lack of control.
And she’s not as entirely hopeless at things as you might think.
A twin-swapping, horse-riding story full of fun, friendship, and blossoming romance?
If only.
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