“Yes, Dibs. I remember.” “And the last time I saw you there in the playroom was two years, six months, and four days come Thursday. I remember it very well. I took that last-day sheet out of my calendar and I put a big red circle around it with red crayon. I framed it and it hangs on the wall in my room. Just the other day I happened to look at it and checked how long ago it was. Two years, six months, four days come Thursday.”
