Hannah and Emma were happy to learn that they lived within a few Brooklyn blocks of the same subway station. Visits would be, they decided, easy and frequent. It also meant Hannah and Merritt could commute together, and that felt safe and comfortable.
Hannah agreed. “So this version of me divided off from the other three versions of me… back… in… shall we call it another universe?”
Merritt laughed. “Star Trek stuff! Parallel universes. And the four of us who had pizza last night are in this one together.”
“Five, counting will,” Hannah added.
They negotiated their way across a crosswalk, then Merritt said, “Yet, these divisions… these versions of us that are split off… we have the memories of the other versions, up to the point we divided.”
Hannah shook her head. “Crazy. And… in some fraction, we share consciousness or… something. The Emma, born in 1861 knowing about 2024 makeup, for instance…”
Then, Merritt said, “Well, Emma and I… back when we first divided to here… We decided we are essentially the same people, just located in different places. The idea you and I discussed when you were shifted to 2024. Essential the same essence… the same… soul… The same, if you will, cognitive composition…”
Hannah laughed. “Cognitive composition? You made that up?”
Merritt shrugged. “Kent did.”
Hannah laughed again. “And based on the letters, we are just supposed to settle down here and invest our money in Google, Apple, and Microsoft? Maybe Intel?”
“And do ‘random acts of kindness’”
Hannah nodded, then took a deep breath. “Well, I just had a thought…”
“Yes?”
“If we are divided from… the other universe into some parallel version, do you suppose there could be other… divided versions of us existing in other parallel universes?”
Merritt shook his head. “Do I suppose? Now that you mention it, I’d be surprised if there weren’t!”
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