Phillip Granger thought that he must have one of those common faces because many people had been coming up to him and mistaking him for other men.
Things came to a head when Phillip was 60 years old and out to dinner with his wife.
“So you had to work tonight?” she screamed.
“You had an emergency surgery? You CHE:A:T! We are over!”
“I’m sorry honey,” he said to Mara.
“I don’t know what’s going on!” But Mara was on her feet and following the woman out of the restaurant.
Crazy things happen to ordinary people every day.
“Excuse me,” Mara said when she caught up with the woman. “Please, can you tell me what’s going on?”
“Who are you?” the woman asked angrily. “His girlfriend?”
“No,” Mara replied. “I’m his wife.”
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“He’s MARRIED?” the woman cried. “I swear it’s the last time I date a doctor! Dr. Ralf Gois! I should have known!”
“My husband’s name is Phillip Granger,” Mara said. “And he’s not a doctor.”
The woman looked surprised. “Oh my God!” she gasped. “But he looks EXACTLY like Ralf! Like a twin!” By the time the woman left, Mara had Dr. Ralf Gois’ phone number.
“Listen, Phil,” she said. “This is very strange. That woman said this Ralf looks exactly like you, like a twin. You were adopted, so maybe this guy IS your twin.”
Phillip was amazed.
Phil and Ralf met and it was like looking into a mirror. The two men couldn’t stop laughing and crying and hugging each other.
The two men rushed to the hospital where Ralf led his newfound twin to his office and accessed the hospital records. “Easy as pie,” he cried excitedly, then Phil saw his brother’s face turn white as snow.
“Ralf?” he asked. “Are you OK? Did you find her?” Ralf looked up at Phil with huge glazed eyes and nodded dumbly. “Come on, what’s her name?” Phil cried impatiently.
“Janet Corbin,” he whispered. “But Phil…”
“That’s great!” Phil said grinning. “So what’s the problem?”
“There’s five of us…” Ralf gasped. “FIVE!”
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Phil and Ralf took a selfie together and put it on their Instagram accounts, told their story, and appealed to anyone who thought they looked like someone they knew to come forward:
“Help us find our brothers!”
The messages spread and soon Ralf and Phil met Tom and Gordon — and their reunion was incredible.
The four brothers took another selfie and repeated their appeal, and by then, their story had gone national with TV stations calling them for interviews.
Ralf, Phil, Tom, and Gordon were having dinner at Phil’s house when the doorbell rang and Mara got up to answer it. She came back with a huge smile on her face.
“Who was it?” asked Phil.
“Actually,” said Mara, “it’s you…”
She stepped aside so the four men could see the last quintuple, who was exactly like his brothers. “This is David…”
David walked into the middle of his brothers, but he wasn’t alone. By his side was a tiny elderly woman. “This,” David said, “is mom.”
The woman had tears in her eyes. “I’m Janet Corbin,” she said.
“And I’m so sorry, so sorry…”
