“So. Listen. Please. The fact is: I’m not a tortoise. Or at least, I’m not usually a tortoise. I was just talking to that goat—”
“Talking to a goat? So – were you a goat? As well as a human?” said Bjornita, a bit sarcastically.
“No, I was talking to the goat when I was a human. In human language. I wasn’t thinking that the goat understood. I was just telling the goat, in fact, that I—”
“Which goat was it?” said Benny, suddenly.
“Which goat? Um … What was he called again?”
Malcolm tried to remember. Suddenly, that felt difficult: as if everything that had happened up to the point of him becoming a tortoise was … disappearing from his memory. For a second, he started to wonder if what he was saying was wrong, if he had ever been a human at all.
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