Last night Lori was immensely happy and kept singing. When I looked at her, she went, “I'm just…”
“Too happy about tomorrow’s music thing?” I finished her sentence for her.
“How did you know?!”
Later she went, “Can I…”
“Have a letter sheet?”
“Am I transparent?” She asked after a pause.
“No, it’s just me.” I said, giggling.
Twins must be able to read each
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