“No, you can’t do that, dear,” said Charlotte’s mom. “Schr\u00f6dinger’s a boy’s name, and this is a girl cat.”<\/p>\n
“I was being conceptual,” said Charlotte’s dad, clearly hurt.<\/p>\n
“Can you two please concentrate?” Charlotte said impatiently. “This is important.”<\/p>\n
She waited a few moments, until she was sure she had everyone’s undivided attention. “Ok, now watch.” <\/p>\n
“Watch what?” Sheldon asked.<\/p>\n
Charlotte looked toward Sheldon, but as though she were looking right through him. “OK, let’s do this.” And she held out her arms.<\/p>\n
“Do what?” Sheldon said, clearly perplexed.<\/p>\n
But Charlotte had not been talking to Sheldon. She had been talking to the cat, who at that exact moment was standing directly behind Sheldon. With a graceful leap the cat jumped into Charlotte’s arms, passing cleanly through Sheldon’s body.<\/p>\n
Sheldon looked startled for a moment at the sight of a cat jumping out of his chest and into Charlotte’s arms. Then a look of understanding dawned on his face. “I remember now!”<\/p>\n
“Tell me what you remember,” Charlotte said, observing him carefully.<\/p>\n
“That I’m a ghost, of course. I mean, isn’t that obvious? After all, cats don’t go jumping clean through people who aren’t ghosts, now do they?”<\/p>\n
“No they don’t,” Charlotte said triumphantly. “That’s the sort of thing that can only happen in a fantasy universe. And look!” She pointed at the desk.<\/p>\n
“The writing,” Sheldon said, “it’s all there. You did it!”<\/p>\n
“Did what?” Charlotte’s mother looked confused. “What are you two going on about?”<\/p>\n
“Don’t you see?” Charlotte said excitedly. “Once Sheldon realized that he’s a ghost, he remembered that we are all in a fantasy world — characters in a book. And then everything returned to normal.”<\/p>\n
“Of course he’s a ghost,” Charlotte’s dad said, taking his wife’s hand. “What’s so special about that? After all, we’re ghosts too.”<\/p>\n
And with that, Charlotte’s parents vanished.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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