Theo's not going to sleep easily tonight. He lays in bed and recites all the things his mind is working on. I went to check on him and he whispered, "Z is the last letter in the alphabet."
"Yes," I said.
"What's the last number?"
"There isn't one."
"Why isn't there one?"
"There just isn't."
"I can't count that long."
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1 comment:
this is how I am, every night, with whatever I'm writing. And book promotion stuff in general.
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