“It’s from a book,” I say. “Never mind.” “Ah,” he says. “Not a big reader.” “I know that’s a possibility,” I say, “and yet I truly cannot fathom it.” “What do you like about it,” he says. “Everything,” I say. His mouth curls. “Fascinating.” “I like that it feels like I can live as many lives as I want,” I say. “What’s wrong with this one?”
