Something Mrs Elm had said on an early visit to the Midnight Library came to her.
Every life contains many millions of decisions. Some big, some small.
But every time one decision is taken over another, the outcomes differ.
An irreversible variation occurs, which in turn leads to further variations...
In this timeline right now, the one where she had studied a Master’s at Cambridge, and married Ash and had a baby,
she hadn’t been in String Theory on the day four years ago when Doreen and Leo came by.
In this timeline, Doreen never found a music teacher who was cheap enough,
and so Leo never persisted with music for long enough to realise he had a talent.
He never sat there, side-by-side with Nora on a Tuesday evening, pursuing a passion that he extended at home, producing his own tunes.
Nora felt herself weaken. Not just tingles and fuzziness but something stronger,
a sense of plunging into nothingness, accompanied by a brief darkening of her vision.
A feeling of another Nora right there in the wings, ready to pick up where this one left off.
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