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August 15, 2007
Two identical glasses on the counter. I apologize, gesture. Im not sure which is which. I used that one.

He looks at me without expression. Ive used your toothbrush before, does it matter?

The memory erupts. On the east coast of Australia, somewhere outside Rockhampton. He was 11 and his blankness at my frustrated questioning hinted at more frequent occurrences. Id ended up chasing him into the pool, heedless of my clothes, the whole family howling with laughter.

He picks up my glass and drinks. Now, he is grinning. It has been a long time. Im glad hes here, trying.