An edge piece, a centerpiece, a piece of the sky, they've been solving them behind my back. It's been fifty-plus years since I solved one. I figured they were like stick shifts and pay telephones, relics of another time, but I was wrong. When G told me C solved jigsaw puzzles, I dismissed it as an aberration, but when I mentioned this fact to D, he told me that K also solved them. When I abruptly changed subjects in a conversation with J going from one about writing to one about puzzles, he looked disturbed, his face contorted. I watched as a light (awareness) rose from him. I watched as his face resumed a more normal countenance. I saw it when he got it. “Do you solve them,” I said. He hesitated, “No, but M does.”
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Flatland
An edge piece, a centerpiece, a piece of the sky, they've been solving them behind my back. It's been fifty-plus years since I solved one. I figured they were like stick shifts and pay telephones, relics of another time, but I was wrong. When G told me C solved jigsaw puzzles, I dismissed it as an aberration, but when I mentioned this fact to D, he told me that K also solved them. When I abruptly changed subjects in a conversation with J going from one about writing to one about puzzles, he looked disturbed, his face contorted. I watched as a light (awareness) rose from him. I watched as his face resumed a more normal countenance. I saw it when he got it. “Do you solve them,” I said. He hesitated, “No, but M does.”