Tambara: Did my grandma like to play? Clyde: Play? With, like, what, toys? No, playing wasn’t her thing. But she liked to cook. We never had money, but if anyone ever visited the house—she insisted on feeding them. Maia doesn’t remember that about her mother, but maybe that’s where she…
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Familiar meowing coming from downstairs awakens Tambara. She jumps out of bed and hurries down, excited because it can only be her beloved cat, Luna. Sure enough, Luna is standing there—dirty and smelly, as if she’s been through hell and back. Tambara: *scolding tone* You silly, silly cat! Don’t leave…