I’m sorry,” he says.”What? Why?””You’re fixing everything I set down.” He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. “It wasn’t polite of me to come in and start touching your things.””Oh, it’s okay,” I say quickly, letting go of the figurine. “You can touch anything of mine you want.” would be so bad.

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