“But when…how long…?” “You mean, what age is she?” “Yes.” “The wrong one.” “What do you mean?” “I mean that I haven’t any idea.” “What?” “Well, in my time line I think it’s about ten years since I had her, but she’s obviously quite a lot older than that. I spend my life going backward and forward in time, you see. The job. I used to take her with me when I could, but it just wasn’t always possible. Then I used to put her into day-care time zones, but you just can’t get reliable time tracking now. You leave them there in the morning, you’ve simply no idea how old they’ll be in the evening. You
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