“Owen,” Liz continues, “do you remember that game?” “What game?” “We were big,” says Liz, “I was soooo big, bigger every day, and our faces were like this all the time.” Liz frowns and furrows her brow in an exaggerated fashion. “And there was a house and a school. And a car and a job and a dog! And I was old! I was more old than you! And everything was rush-rush quick, and hard, so hard.” Liz laughs, and it sounds like a birdcall. After a moment, Owen answers, “I remember.” “I wonder,” says Liz, “I wonder what was so … hard?” “It was just a dumb game, Liz.” “It was a dumb game,” Liz agrees.
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