“I can’t even swim very well,” he said. “My swimming instructor said that I don’t have the right boyishness or something.”
“Buoyancy,” Jonas corrected him. “Whatever. I don’t have it. I sink.”
“Anyway,” Jonas pointed out, “have you ever once known of anyone—I mean really known for sure, Asher,
not just heard a story about it—who joined another community?”
“No,” Asher admitted reluctantly. “But you can. It says so in the rules.
If you don’t fit in, you can apply for Elsewhere and be released.
My mother says that once, about ten years ago, someone applied and was gone the next day.”
Then he chuckled. “She told me that because I was driving her crazy. She threatened to apply for Elsewhere.”
“She was joking.” “I know. But it was true, what she said, that someone did that once.
She said that it was really true. Here today and gone tomorrow. Never seen again. Not even a Ceremony of Release.”
Jonas shrugged. It didn’t worry him. How could someone not fit in?
The community was so meticulously ordered, the choices so carefully made.
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