“Well, Cousin Jaim, you tell your children about today. You tell your grandchildren, your grandchildren’s children.” “I’m not going to have any,” Jaim said stoutly. “Girls are horrible. They laugh at you, and they don’t like to do anything worth doing, and you never understand what they’re saying.” “I think one day you’ll find out they’re the opposite of horrible. Some of it won’t change, but that will.”
