The Third Twin
Yet, my tongue, again, would not obey me.
“Dianna, Maya, do either of you have any instances of multiple births in your family?”
Dianna had been lifting her cup to her mouth as I spoke. Her hand stopped in mid-motion, and her eyes slowly turned from the cup’s foamy contents to regard me, expression so distressed, the creases might have been born then and there.
“Yes,” said Maya, with the hint of wonder in her voice. “Yes . . . we are both triplets. It’s what originally brought us together.”
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