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He generally operated on the assumption that the only factor holding people back from widespread slaughter was fear—of the gallows, of damnation, of being thought not quite nice by one’s neighbors.
No matter what—dead fathers, mothers who abandoned one without so much as a goodbye—the future was always in wait with its promise of hope and renewal. Now he found himself thinking of how if the three hares represented past, present, and future, that meant the future was always touched by the past. Chased by it, even, just as James was pursued by his memories. The hares couldn’t outrun one another.
Secrets were the invisible skeleton of society. Everything depended on the strength of secrets, and on not being able to see them; like a skeleton, once the secret was visible to the naked eye, something had gone drastically and irretrievably wrong. That was when people started to die.
He was starting to see the world as a collection of things he’d never have, of small joys he’d never deserve.
