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The late summer sun streamed into the porch where I sat with my uncle as we worked over a puzzle. He, mentally retarded after a childhood accident and living with us. Me, heading off to grad school in the fall.
I worked a piece and then left it free near where it would fit. “How was your day, Bill?”
“Good. You make any ‘splosions today in your lab, Stevie?” he laughed. He laughed when he asked me this every evening.
“Not today,” I smiled.
Bill connected the piece I’d left and grinned triumphantly, “I’m good at puzzles!”
“You sure are.”