"You know, Connor really didn't do much good in the world. Maybe it's best that his name and what he did be forgotten."
"Option 2, then? No one but you and me remembers Connor?"
"Yes."
"OK Miss Constance Marie Black. Brace yourself for a whole lot of new memories."
Birth, Girlhood. First dress. Getting into sports. Tomboy. Hating being called Connie. PUBERTY! First period. Making friends with Kendall, a sad, lonely girl under the rock-hard exterior. Winning the state volleyball championship. "Call me Marie!" Making love for the first time, with a guy named Allen. Slowly, carefully disentangling Allen from his fucked-up ideas about Asian identity, and raising his grades from C's to high B's with an occasional A. Slowly disentangling Kendall from her fucked-up ideas about gays, and being the first person she came out to about her bisexuality. Coming in second for prom queen. (Kendall was first, which was nearly as good as winning.) Making friends with a shy, nerdy guy and helping him adjust to a new school.
"Wow" said Ms. Constance Marie Black.