She considers. “Two AM. And you owe me five dollars.”
A progress bar appears:
It’s not borrowing. It’s the unauthorized replication of copyrighted intellectual property.
Sheldon sits at Meemaw’s kitchen table. She deals a hand of poker to herself.
No, Billy. I’m on a Usenet newsgroup. It’s a text-based discussion forum from the 1980s. You wouldn’t understand.
"I didn't have many friends growing up..."
