Most guys would have sent a card and a dozen red roses. Not Herbert. He dumped two kitchen chairs into the pond, one at either end.
“Herb,” I say, “there are two chairs in the pond.”
“Yeah. Happy Valentines.”
I just look at him
He grins. “When two particles are entangled, darling, you get spooky action at a distance. Even when we’re apart.”
Herb is a quantum physicist. He doesn’t see the world like other people. But, like most people, his socks are never entangled and he loses one member of the pair.
Entanglement is fragile and breaks down easily.
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