“So that day seemed very important to you,” I commented. “And you circled it and framed it. Why did you do that, Dibs?” “I don’t know,” Dibs said. “I wouldn’t ever have forgotten it. I have thought about it many times.” There was a long pause. Dibs looked steadily at me. He sighed deeply. “At first the playroom seemed so very, very big. And the toys were not friendly. And I was so afraid.” “You were afraid in there, Dibs?” “Yes.” “Why were you afraid?” “I don’t know. I was frightened at first because I didn’t know what you would do
