‘And it has to be a man. Rescuers are always men.’ ‘What about God, then? He’s a rescuer, isn’t he?’ ‘God only saves those who have sunk. You don’t dare swim. Apart from that,’ Hanna goes on, ‘God’s too friendly with Dad. He’s sure to tell and then we’ll never get away.’ Hanna is right. Even though I don’t know whether I want a rescuer – first, you have to learn how to hold on yourself, but I don’t want to disappoint my sister. I hear Dad screaming to us: ‘He who leaves his brethren becomes a wanderer, adrift from his original existence.’ Is this our original existence, or is there another
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