Do I? Again I'm struck with serious familiarity, the voice, the cadence, it's really familiar, but not from anything recent. Not home, not school.

Before.

Well, what came before?

Oh. No fucking way.

It's not really him, it can't be. We all came back looking just the same as we were pretending, but this kid is older.

"Ankh?" I drop my voice into a whisper and lean close to him. I don't want the other Ankh to think I'm talking about him.