Mary Margaret pushed a cup of hot chocolate across the table towards Emma and smiled as her friend talked enthusiastically about her day with Henry. As the other woman spoke, Mary Margaret couldn't help but think back to their conversation about Henry's theory the night before and notice the similarities.
Emma certainly had her chin and a similar face shape, she smiled in almost the exact same way that Mary Margaret herself did and she had eyes that were as blue as David's. Mary Margaret smiled as she sipped her hot chocolate. She didn't believe Henry's stories of course, she was far too old to believe in fairytales, but, even still, it was still nice to imagine.
