“There’s only one Receiver.” “But the Chief Elder said that they had made a selection before, and that it failed. What was she talking about?”
Both of his parents hesitated. Finally his father described the previous selection.
It was very much as it was today, Jonas—the same suspense, as one Eleven had been passed over when the Assignments were given.
Then the announcement, when they singled out the one—” Jonas interrupted. “What was his name?”
His mother replied, “Her, not his. It was a female. But we are never to speak the name, or to use it again for a newchild.”
Jonas was shocked. A name designated Not-to-Be-Spoken indicated the highest degree of disgrace.
“What happened to her?” he asked nervously. But his parents looked blank.
“We don’t know,” his father said uncomfortably. “We never saw her again.”
A silence fell over the room. They looked at each other.
Finally his mother, rising from the table, said, “You’ve been greatly honored, Jonas. Greatly honored.”
Alone in his sleepingroom, prepared for bed, Jonas opened his folder at last.
Some of the other Twelves, he had noticed, had been given folders thick with printed pages.
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