Even over the phone, Bob could tell that Sarah had changed. She had a new confidence, but it seemed an even more profound change than this. She had been transformed from papier mache to solid flesh. He knew this because he had one way of talking to papier mache people and another for real people, and one day he found that he had to switch. Of course, he did it deftly. She never felt patronized or thought he was phony.
Object: the past
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