The baby was asleep and Mowmy was making soon kways in the kitchen and we were sitting about at dinner and I must have thought about six times “If only there were ice creams in the freezer, it has been that kind of day” when CC said, “Maybe after dinner we need to take a walk to Bishan and get mochis.”

“Yes,” I said, “yes, yes, yes.”

(If you are going to share a brain with someone, it is very nice if that someone is CC.)

We walked arm-in-arm to the local mall, big sister and little sister. The night was cool after midday thunderstorms, and the lizards click-click-clicked in the spotlight of orange streetlamps.