“I wish you could understand. Even though what happened to the people in my family did so some centuries ago and without me present, it doesn’t mean that today I don’t feel the pain. It doesn’t mean that such legacies have missed me.” His voice broke again. “It also doesn’t mean that even today in 1993, I’m not experiencing another version of it everywhere I turn. Just look at what happened when the guy with the trolley gave me back my change by putting it on the table instead of in my hand.”
