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T I N Y

Sometimes, a world isn’t for anyone else. Often, other people’s questions about it can’t be answered, because they are outside. They are looking at something that might not know they exist, and if it isn’t hurting them, for fun or for money, it doesn’t need to.

You are the only one who has to answer the worlds built inside your head.

You are the first one who lives in them or leaves.

Sometimes, Tiny and Izzy spent weeks not really talking to anyone but each other. Their first step was always: pretend our mother is dead. By then, Tiny’s mother really was, so like that they taught themselves to mourn.