Susannah listens closely, trying to parse out what Roland is saying. "Sugar, are you tryin' to say that you've been livin' things over an' over again?"
It sounds-- ridiculous. Awful.
Just like the kind of thing that man who wrote the book about them would do.
She slides an arm around his shoulder. Squeezes it a little. "They-- they take you out of where you're supposed to be in your life. It doesn't matter ka says you should be somewhere else. Whatever they do to us, it takes us right out of the path ka's laid out for us. I know, Roland. I-- I've met a boy who I know is gonna grow into a man, who's goin to die in maybe ten years time, and he's here instead. That's... that's probably why we haven't had this conversation before, Roland."
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It sounds-- ridiculous. Awful.
Just like the kind of thing that man who wrote the book about them would do.
She slides an arm around his shoulder. Squeezes it a little. "They-- they take you out of where you're supposed to be in your life. It doesn't matter ka says you should be somewhere else. Whatever they do to us, it takes us right out of the path ka's laid out for us. I know, Roland. I-- I've met a boy who I know is gonna grow into a man, who's goin to die in maybe ten years time, and he's here instead. That's... that's probably why we haven't had this conversation before, Roland."