“In case you ever want to try my method of to-do lists,” she said. “Or replay our game, not that I remember what all the numbers stood for.” Asa reached around her to pull open his desk drawer, sliding a few papers aside until he came out with a folded, yellow lined sheet, the top edge torn from a mini legal pad. “Number one,” he read, “ask me anything. Number two, my favorite blank is. Number three, I dare you to . . .” She grabbed the paper from him to read the rest. “You kept this?” “Of course,” he said, rummaging through the drawer to pull out another sheet of paper. This one had a word
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