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"Books. Toys. Puzzles. Trips to interesting places. Last year—" she stumbles over the words, abruptly less cheerful "—last year we took her to a museum and she really liked it."

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"We?" asks Katie, tilting her head.
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"Me and her mom," she says quietly.

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Katie doesn't ask another question, but she looks at Chris steadily, in case there is more about to be said.

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There is.

"She was my sister. She died about a year ago."
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"A car hit her. I don't like to talk about it much."

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"I'm sorry."

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"What was her name?"
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"Samantha."

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"That's a pretty name," says Katie earnestly.

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"Yeah," says Chris.

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"Should I not ask more things about her?"

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"That would be nice of you," says Chris.

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Katie considers this.

"Then," she says, "I won't know things. And she sounds important."
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Katie doesn't say anything else.

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They could stay like that for a while, then.

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"Can I," asks Katie after a while, "ask you why you don't like talking about her?"

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"Because I miss her a lot."

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"Why does that make you not want to though?"

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"If you don't know, I really can't explain," she says, shaking her head and looking away.

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Katie thinks some more.

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"I'm gonna make dinner," says Chris.

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"Ostensibly."

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