″‘I hate her,’ I said, and waited for the blow to fall.
But Doctor Nolan only smiled at me as if something had pleased her very, very much and said, ‘I suppose you do.‘”
“But I wasn’t getting married. There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice – patched, retreaded, and approved for the road, I was trying to think of an appropriate one when Doctor Nolan appeared from nowhere and touched me on the shoulder.”