"We rewrite the past. Of course we do. It's as changeable as our future, as malleable as our present. Even more malleable than the present. In the present we run into cold, hard facts that leave bruises. Sharp facts that prick us and leave us bloody. But the past, the past can be anything!"
"You're completely mad," I remarked, "Totally right, but completely mad."
"The best people always are," he replied with a grin. "Come with me to Wonderland and we'll paint your past in wild, psychedelic colors and give you the trippiest soundtrack imaginable."
"Why not?" I asked, matching his grin as I took his hand. Sanity and sensibility were both distinctly overrated.
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