I guess it’s a good thing that I’m weird about names (cognitively and socially weird, somehow I just never end up addressing people by name) because I didn’t know until recently that Sparkly really hates hers, but I’ve hardly ever called her by it anyway. 

Poor Sparkly.  She is trying so hard to not worry about these things, to decide there’s nothing she can do and make them go away, but I can’t help but think that they’re not going to go away.  Poor Sparkly. 


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