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Sand.

And dirt.

And dust.

Honestly didn't we get enough of that in February? You were all very excited to be in the desert again. Last time all I heard was whining.

In the meantime, I have a question.

What's your family like?

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This curse had horses.

[This is said as if that alone justifies everything. Maybe it does.]

That is a very broad question. What would you like to know about family?

Whatever you would like to share.

I do not mind sharing, but may I ask why you are interested? Most I have met try very hard not to hear about the lives of others.

My family--this is probably not interesting, so you can tell me when to stop and I will not be offended--has been in Russia for as long as I know, both sides. My mother, Larisa Irinova, lived mostly in Novgorod, but she moved to Petersburg where my father's home is.

They are very odd to meet together, my parents. My father is tall and wide and loud; my mother is small and quiet, although she is, I think, more frightening than my father when she is angry. They are also strange because they do not live with their families, which is not unusual everywhere, but it is uncommon at home. There is no other family in Petersburg. They are all rural people--incredibly Russian, the kind who left the cities when they felt that our native culture was being homogenized by first the global culture, and then the standard culture adopted by many of those in the Federation.

But my parents, they still live in Saint Petersburg, in the Levashovo municipal settlement. This is in the Vyborgsky District of Petersburg... not so busy and populated as other parts of the city. They have never moved house, and they have not changed jobs for as long as I have been alive. I talk to them, sometimes. Not so much as I did when I was younger and still attending Russian academies, but when possible.

...Have I bored you yet, or was that not what you were asking after?

Because I am.

And no, I'm not bored.

Siblings?

That reason is as good as any other.

Siblings? No, none. I think that I discouraged them from having other children. We did not have pets, either--my mother does not understand the purpose of an animal that does nothing useful and my father, I believe, could tolerate only one small creature destroying his house. Not that I was a bad child, but I learned to break things long before I learned to put them back together again, and my parents did not appreciate that. I think they did not know what to do with me. My mother has told me often that her hair was brown before I was born and that I turned all of it gray.

Miss Wallace--did I misremember your name?--do you have family?

Everyone has a family.

I'm the youngest of nine.

I have heard of some organisms who do not, but, most of the time, you are right.

Ai, nine? I hope all of you were easier to raise than I was or your parents would have been very tired.

We were mostly raised apart.

That is good for your parents. Not so good, maybe, for keeping close with your siblings.

We're all close now.

Good. I'm glad for your family.

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