“You have one too,” she said to him.

“Have what?” he asked.

And she pointed to hers. Right above her lip. The wavered over hers for a moment and then to his, panning across their faces.

After watching Eagle vs. Shark as part of the San Francisco International Film Festival, I felt self-conscious about my mole. Even though I wrote about it as my personal statement for undergrad, I find it almost jarring to see the mark on anybody else. The two characters in the New Zealand movie each had a mark above their lip. A sign of soulmates?