“Talk to me,” I say. “Tell me another fairy tale. Tell me something.” “Okay,” she says, trying to figure out how to undo the armor. “I took your advice and talked to Vee. Finally. I told her that I didn’t want my memories to be taken away and that I was sorry I let her make the promise.” “Was she glad?” I help Heather with one of the clasps. “We had a huge fight. Screaming fight,” she says. “With a lot of crying, too.” “Oh,” I say. “Do you remember the fairy tale with the snake who has the helicopter parents and marries the princess?” “Helicopter?” I echo. I did fall asleep at the end, so
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