Abi is an Abi

Abi is an Abi.

It's a refrain Jared literally yelled out for hours and hours at a time. He needed the entire world to hear it.

It's very simple: Abi, the person, was an Abi, a so-called abuela who was often seen with her grandchildren or her Papi (her husband). Her name was Abi and she was an Abi.

To Jared, “Abi” was not just a family nickname or descriptor of relation. To be an Abi was to be an entirely unique species of person.

To really drive the point home, Jared would scream it out as such: “ABI IS AN ABI IS AN ABI IS AN ABI IS AN ABI IS AN ABI IS AN ABI...” ad infinitum.

To speed that along, he'd shorten it to, “Abi's an Abi's an Abi's an Abi's an Abi's an Abi's [...] an Abi.” (Though he often suspected that people misheard it as, “Abis and Abis and Abis and Abis...” — like “piles and piles” of something).

He would scream out either phrase until he was too tired to continue. It might be at Abi's house, or their own house, or Julian's house, or hell, even Granny's house.

It was a stim and a self-soothing technique, but also, a very important public service announcement.  ❐

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