Page 189 of Unwind (Unwind Dystology 1)

"Well, if they had a decent coaching staff . . ."

"Left temporal lobe."

When I was three, I had a babysitter. She was beautiful. She shook my sister. Real hard. My sister got wrong. Never got right again. Beautiful is dangerous. Better get them first.

"Well, maybe they'll make the playoffs next year."

"Or the year after that."

"Did we get the auditory nerves?"

"Not yet. Getting them right n—"

I'm alone. And I'm crying. And no one's coming to the crib. And the nightlight burned out. And I'm mad. I'm so mad.

Left frontal lobe.

I... I ... I don't feel so good.

Left occipital lobe.

I ... I ... J don't remember where . . .

Left parietal lobe.

I ... I ... I can't remember my name, but . . . but . . .

Right temporal.

. . . but I'm still here.

Right frontal.

I'm still here . . .

Right occipital.

I'm still. . .

Right parietal.

I'm . . .

Cerebellum.

I'm. . .

Thalamus.

I...

Hypothalamus.

I. . .

Hippocampus.

. . .

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