Fated Fairy Tales
Sharper.
“That’s me,” Matty says. “No, that’s me,” I say, looking at Matty.
We look at each other in confusion, “Matthew Sharper. M Sharper,” he says, pointing to himself, then at the chauffeur’s board.
I point to myself. “Maria Sofia Harper. M S Harper.” We both started laughing. “Oh, my goddess. This is fate.” Matty says and we both start laughing as we walk towards the driver, who simply grunts at us both.
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