‘Don’t tell me, Dad,’ she said firmly. ‘Don’t let me tell me. It just hurts. I mean, I didn’t live those times . . .’ She paused and touched her forehead. ‘You know what I mean, Dad. The Rachel who went to another planet and fell in love and got hurt . . . that was a different Rachel ! I shouldn’t have to suffer her pain.’ She was crying now. ‘Do you understand? Do you?’ ‘Yes,’ said Sol. He opened his arms and felt her warmth and tears against his chest. ‘Yes, I understand.’
