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He didn’t say which Tuesday he meant.

“Tuesdays?” I asked.

I rolled the die.

“You won’t miss them at first. Just little gaps. Then you’ll notice your daughter’s recital was on a Wednesday. Your mother’s funeral, a Thursday. The wedding, a Monday. Tuesdays become wrong. Empty. And one night, you’ll wake up holding a serrated knife, standing over your own bed.” demon deals breadman games

“Roll a six,” he said, “and I walk into the river. You never see me again. Roll anything else… I get the next seven years of your Tuesdays.” He didn’t say which Tuesday he meant