I Found My Neighbor’s Twin Toddlers Hiding in My Empty Trash Can—Then Their Mother Told Me Why They Had Been Sent to Find Me

I set out crayons while Megan helped them settle.

Hannah sat where she could see both children and the kitchen door.

Her wrist support was still in place.

For a little while, we talked about ordinary things.

The hospital.

Whether the girls liked the new pajamas Megan had found.

The difference between strawberry pieces and the whole fruit, which Chloe appeared to consider important.

Then Hannah looked toward my side window.