“None of this was your fault.
She shook her head, sobbing.
You didn’t do anything. It was bad luck.
She nodded.
He watched her, his chin in his hand. All right, he said. This is the best I can do.
He straightened out his leg and reached into his pocket and held it. For her to see the justice of it. He held it between his thumb and forefinger and weighed it and then flipped it spinning in the air and caught it and slapped it down on his wrist. Call it, he said.”
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“The coin didn’t have no say. It was you. Perhaps, look at it my way. I got here the same way the coin did”
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“For things at a common destination there is a common path.”
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“I had no say in the matter. Every moment in your life is a choosing. Somewhere you made a choice. All followed to this. The accounting is scrupulous.”
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“Oh God, she said. Oh God.”
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“Bone sticking up under the skin. Not Good.”
