"How tall are you?" I asked, looking at Elio curiously. For the most part, I didn't pay much attention to how tall people were, but I was curious if we really would end up being the same height. We looked alike, but we had different parents, after all. My father had been a very tall man and my mother had been tall, too.

"Oliver's not really a giant," I added. "He's about the same height as my dad was. It seemed giant when I was little."

Now it just seemed tall. Pretty tall. I didn't think I wanted to be that tall.