I started mapping out every city I’ve felt drawn to my whole life, places I had zero logical reason to visit but somehow felt homesick for (which is a weird word to use for somewhere you’ve never been). Rome, Kyoto, a random coastal village in Portugal.
Then my twin independently told me she had the same pull to the exact same places. Down to the same neighborhood in Lisbon.
We started digging into historical records for those regions (mostly on a whim, not expecting anything) and found something in a church registry from the 1700s that made both of us lose sleep for a week. But that’s a story for another day.