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  57. Acknowledgements

They still had it. They liked to go out like this now and then to put money in the bank. To be in the world. To chat. To be with Mira and Donna. To walk around. It made it so much easier to blend in when they wanted to walk in silence, like they were now, if people could see them like that – easy and talking and laughing and with individuals. Another small girl riding on a three-wheeled plastic bike passed them and didn’t look back. They lived in a small town. Everyone did.

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They played RollerCoaster Tycoon that night. They both loved it, neither of them thought it was dumb. One of them would control the game with the mouse and keyboard while the other watched, leaning on her, so as much of the side of her body would be in contact as possible. Sometimes they would lean the sides of their faces together so their ears would be close, cutting off the sound, and they would hear like one person – out of their two uncovered ears. The one controlling would take her hand off the keyboard and they would play like one person with two hands – a left hand on the keyboard, a right hand on the mouse. They would play for hours like this. Because they loved the game and because they loved making rollercoasters. ‘I love these fucking rollercoasters,’ Greta said.

The tiny people would come in and in and in the park, and they would pay the entry fee. They would go on the paths Greta and Peggy had built and ride the Ferris wheels and merry-go-rounds (always build the slow games first). And while they were riding, Greta and Peggy would build a go-kart track and start theming the areas, adding shops where the people could buy food and balloons. They always built an information centre and gave away the maps – it was best if people knew where they were going. Then, when the people were taken care of – busy – and there were employees to sweep and a mechanic to maintain the Ferris wheel and the merry-go-round and the go-karts and they were pretty sure no one would die on any of the rides, they would build a path and a gate but close it and start on a new rollercoaster.