Illegitimate Doppleganger Theory
“…Every time they saw me they’d just go mad, one of the nurses couldn’t even look at me because he thought I looked so like her,” Orla is telling us this out of the side of her mouth in her lovely Tipperary drawl.
“When it would happen I would try and preempt it and say ‘I know. I look like Sarah.’ I’ve never met her, she and her husband moved to Australia just before I started working in the hospital, but I’ve seen pictures.”
“And so you think you look like her?”
“Oh yeah. I saw a photo and it was uncanny, which is an odd thing to say about yourself.” She says with her odd, self-deprecating laugh.
“Then someone told me she was from my town!”
“Yeah, someone made a joke about inbreeding in rural villages. I told my mother about it and it turned out that I had been referring to her by her married name. Mum knew Sarah’s family. In fact her parents are good friends of my parents, they play golf and stuff, mum thought it was hilarious…. And then I found out Dad knew Sarah’s mum before he met mum.”
“Oh god. Are you saying…?”
“Yeah, I think Sarah might be my half sister.”
“Dad didn’t say anything when I mentioned our similar appearance, which I took as an admission of guilt.”
“What about your mum?”
“She thinks it’s hilarious- she brought it up with Sarah’s mum and then invited them over the next time I was home. Sarah’s mum said she didn’t see any resemblance and introduced me to her husband saying ‘this is the girl who thinks she looks like Sarah.’ As though I had made the whole thing up!”