“Who am I, and why am I dressed like some old witch?”
Sammy helped her fellow tween up. “A minute ago, you were an old witch!”
“Oh. I don’t remember.”
“You said you’d forget. You wanted a new beginning.”
“Oh. Okay. I’m… Aggie. Right? Are we friends?”
“We are, now.”
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