“Why aren’t I still there? Why aren’t I there? I could sense it was happening but I didn’t want it to.
You said that if I found a life I wanted to live in – that I really wanted to live in – then I’d stay there.
You said I’d forget about this stupid place. You said I could find the life I wanted. That was the life I wanted. That was the life!”
Moments ago she had been in the garden with Ash and Molly and Plato, a garden humming with life and love, and now she was here.
“Take me back...” “You know it doesn’t work like that.”
“Well, take me to the closest variation. Give me the closest possible thing to that life.
Please, Mrs Elm, it must be possible. There must be a life where I went for the coffee with Ash and where we had Molly and Plato, but I...
I did something slightly different. So it was technically another life. Like I chose a different dog collar for Plato.
Or... or... Or where I – I don’t know – where I did Pilates instead of yoga?
Or where I went to a different college at Cambridge? Or if it has to be further back, where it wasn’t coffee on the date but tea?
That life. Take me to the life where I did that. Come on. Please. Help me out. I’d like to try one of those lives, please...”
The computer started to smoke. The screen went black. The whole monitor fell to pieces.
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