Intertwining Strings of Fate

Just then the sound of keys could be heard jingling outside the door, the slight rustle of bags accompanying the daytime symphony. As the doorknob turned a light humming could be heard as a porcelain hand pushed the door forward with bags hanging from its wrist. "Hey babe, you'll never guess what I found at the store!" A light, angelic voice called out before a grunt could be heard as if the woman was bending down to pick up what was another heavy bag load of items. As the woman crossed the threshold a large baby bump could be seen beneath the fabric of the dress that was draped atop of it. She was leaning back slightly in order to balance her weight between the four bags in her hands, and the twins that were inside of her belly. "They had the cutest little puppets that I thought we could have in the nursery, since kids lo--" The woman cheerfully began as she rounded the corner into the kitchen before the loud slap of the bags dropping to the floor could be heard echoing in the room. With a look of confusion and surprise at the sight of the two of them sitting there. There was a slight familiarity behind the eyes of the short blonde woman who had dropped the bags on the floor, as if she was seeing a character from a story come to life right in front of her. With a slight shake of her head, the mother-to-be speaks softly, a kindness in her voice with just a slight undertone of weariness. "Oh, umm, hello. And who might you be?"