[Maybe it’s just...easier, when you’re that young. You can dismiss things as temporary. It’s like playing a game of Anywhere But Here, and eventually you return to reality: there is no Anywhere. There’s only Here.]
[A brief respite. A place to hide. And then...nothing.]
You got off Ziziphus all right and everything?
[...dumb. Dumb question. Clearly she did, because she’s here now.]
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[A brief respite. A place to hide. And then...nothing.]
You got off Ziziphus all right and everything?
[...dumb. Dumb question. Clearly she did, because she’s here now.]