That little blonde sister of mine, beautifully Four, ate dinner with me tonight. Egg sandwiches, sitting on stools in the kitchen, elbows on the countertop. In between bites, she looked at me seriously and told me about her life.
'" Mr. Fox, What Time is It?" is Darth Maul's favorite game,' she said. 'Me and Darth Vader don't like it so well, but sometimes when Darth Maul doesn't have anyone to play with, we'll play it with him.' She took another bite. 'We like it at Ice Skating, though, even though Darth Vader doesn't take ice skating lessons with me. He does his homework.'
I nodded, and hoped she doesn't grow up too fast.
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