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I don’t like wasting time because it’s one of the only things in life we can’t get more of.
“Life is like a book, Seth,” I tell him. “Just like the photo album. Pages go by, but you can turn back to them anytime, even when the last page has been read. All you have to do is open the book back up and pick a page to reread.” I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it sounds good.
“I am so glad you’re here,” Seth says. “I had to look at 452 dresses. And once she picked a dress, then she had to do the shoe dance.” I quirk my brow at him. “The shoe dance?” He puts one foot on the floor and stands like a flamingo. He mimics a girl’s voice. “This shoe, or this shoe?” he asks, as he switches from foot to foot.
