Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich

“We talk about books being passports to new worlds…but library cards are like intergalactic passports to the multiverse!”
― Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich

“It wasn’t cool of Dad to keep that secret. A secret with Valerie. Secret from me. But it’s not like I’m going to cry about it. When the crier finally catches her breath, she says, “How come Naomi gets a twin and I don’t?” Which makes no sense at all. “We’re not twins,” I say in maybe not my nicest voice. “We just have the same name!” I walk over to the couch where she’s sprawled. “What’s your name?” She sits up and wipes her nose with the back of her hand. Ew. “Brianna.” “Didn’t you ever meet another Brianna?” The other Naomi walks over to us, like maybe I should back off her sister or something even though I’m only trying to help. “Remember in your dance class?”
― Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich, Two Naomis