as mannequins. Each person can portray one of your immediate family members. Don’t forget about yourself.” I don’t see how that would make this any less weird, but whatever. Day Six: After Dinner Gathered around the 昀椀re pit that evening, I voluntold my peers to participate. O held an invisible book open while lounging on a chair, or in this case, a tree stump. B personi昀椀ed petulance while arguing with W. J massaged their temples, shying away from the 昀椀ght unfolding. W was 昀氀ushed with ire, hands thrown up in exasperation. T counted imaginary currency at an invisible desk. C had an armful of purchases and one hand outstretched towards T. I sat myself in the middle of the chaos, face hidden behind knees, knees held to chest, forgotten. Day Seven “How did the assignment go?” I patted him on the shoulder before leaving our session to be alone. “Thanks for reminding me why I started doing drugs, Toby.” PLAINS PARADOX ■ 86