I told her my dad used to put me to sleep by tossing me ten feet into that air and catching me. After he did that a time or two I'd be out like a light.
"But wouldn't the excitement keep you awake?" she asked.
"We only had eight foot ceilings," I replied.
She looked confused. I wanted to go into gas stoves but I figured I'd just make it confuse her more.
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