Yeah. Yeah, it was. You'd go to sleep one night and in the morning you wake up and you're in a whole different world. Couldn't ride into school, on those days, so I'd stay at the house and take lessons with my sisters instead. Usually only did that at weekends.

[ He gives another sigh at that. Not sad, not really, just- longing. Longing for times that won't happen again. ]

And I never fucking learned, of course, I'd always hope that it snowed heavily enough that the road wasn't good for the bicycle to get out of math lessons. And I'd always forget how bad Enid was at coming up with lesson plans on the spot without Juliet to help her with them. She'd just end up picking out a book at random and 'Memorise this, Trey. I don't care if it's in Latin'.