Emma and Hannah

I have re-discovered my obsession with the public library — which, admittedly, is cheaper than my obsession with the used bookshop.
When I took out a book the other day — OK, 12 books — one of them had the most amazing surprise tucked inside the pages …
An index card, adorned with penciled hearts, that read:

Thank you for passing me the markers!
From: Your Friend, Hannah

Emma and Hannah. Two of my names. My names!
Not surprisingly, that night I dreamed of twins named Emma and Hannah. They were two years old. Emma had blonde hair like Darling Husband, and Hannah had dark hair like me, but they had very similar faces. They were perfect little girls, with perfect little names.
Maybe it’s a sign!

So what do you think?

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