2pm and the girls and I are piled up on the solarium floor. Having taken off their shirts around noon, they look like the prettiest boys of summer in their bare tops and small jeans. Rachi is kissing Anya's cheek and Anya is laughing big and big and big. We are a pile of silly girls. Anya looks at me with this twinkle and takes her new teeth and sinks them into my arm. It hurts like the bite of a tiny yippy dog and I say no and she laughs some more.

This is so much better than sitting in an office all day.