And the Rain Fell....
“He was older a teenager still when I was ten. One of the core principals said a man is a man at three before the change. The elders taught us that meant seventeen. So I guess he was seventeen or around there when it was my giving day. Why?”
“My parents never spoke of having nephews. Though they rarely spoke period unless it was a lesson they were trying to teach me. I understand why I think. If you don’t mind how old are you now?” he asked.
“Twenty-five,” she said, and he did the math quickly, and his eyes lit up. “What?”
“Same age or close to it,” Mitsuhide replied. “Michael and I would be close in age, probably within a year. I’m thirty-two, seven years older than you.”
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