Six is about the age on my Earth that parents are socially allowed to coerce their children into cults.

[All the words just flow in a matter-of-fact way. Nothing more consequential. Can you tell Abby has a good opinion on this sort of social structure? Maybe because it was never going to be her's, or maybe because she's aware how much it hurts to be locked in as much as locked out.]

See, it just loses some of the appeal when everyone just- is okay with me drinking and saying fuck. Not that I plan to stop doing either, but it'd feel like home if someone gave me a dirty look.

[She even had to explain swearing to someone once. Such a weird fucking world she's in.]