“If I’d been a good person,” he said slowly, “a person you’d liked, and suddenly I didn’t remember you or who I was or anything anymore, and I stopped acting like that person you knew and stopped even wanting to be that person you knew—would you say that person was still alive? If I suddenly started doing evil things, would you blame the old me, or would you say the person you loved was gone and you were free to hate this new person?” “You can’t complain about paying for his mistakes when you’re still enjoying all his advantages,” she said with a sigh. “You’re hardly out on the road without a
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