"It's a bit terrifying, honestly," Jenny says, though she's grinning all the same as she looks over at Beth, the reaction making it impossible not to. She feels almost like a schoolgirl sharing a secret, only those days are long behind her, further now than they ever have been. Even the life she'd thought she was going to have back then wouldn't have been like this; it would have required a sacrifice one way or the other. It was Oxford or marriage, a family or a life of travel and art and excitement. One of those, of course, is out of the question by default, but not because of any of the choices she's made. This is the closest she'll get to having everything she could ever want.

She just never imagined twins as part of that.

"I mean, I think we can do it, but I suppose this is what I get for marrying someone who's a twin himself. Genetics, or something like that."