No. She's got enough to deal with now. Work around it: this is your problem, not hers.
Yeah, but...
If she regains her memory, she'll know. If not, you can tell her a little later.
"You know all this stuff, Faye. You've already made your peace with it. Let's take one thing at a time, okay?"
Lifting his teacup, blowing across it, he pretends he doesn't remember what happened on Callisto. He pretends he doesn't remember coming through the door, collapsing into Julia's arms, feeling the life flow out of him only to be replaced by something even more poignant, even more harsh, even more fierce, even less comprehensible.
"Maybe this is just some sort of waystation for all of us. We ask these questions every day, Faye. Every day. I'm not sure anyone knows how it's possible."
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Date: 2007-06-28 09:33 pm (UTC)No, wait, don't.
You have to tell her.
No. She's got enough to deal with now. Work around it: this is your problem, not hers.
Yeah, but...
If she regains her memory, she'll know. If not, you can tell her a little later.
"You know all this stuff, Faye. You've already made your peace with it. Let's take one thing at a time, okay?"
Lifting his teacup, blowing across it, he pretends he doesn't remember what happened on Callisto. He pretends he doesn't remember coming through the door, collapsing into Julia's arms, feeling the life flow out of him only to be replaced by something even more poignant, even more harsh, even more fierce, even less comprehensible.
"Maybe this is just some sort of waystation for all of us. We ask these questions every day, Faye. Every day. I'm not sure anyone knows how it's possible."
It's a little weak, but at least it's honest.