“What?” Rory was almost quite literally dizzy hearing out loud what must go through Jaymi’s mind all day long. She looked at Jaymi and could see the wheels in her turning head. No, not turning, spinning uncontrollably.

“Look how spread out these stories are yet so interchangeable. It’s like we all get recycled back in during different places and times, but yet end up getting woven in together. I mean, think about all the people we know. All the people in the world. They must all have stories too. Stories we will never, ever know.”

“This is overwhelming.” Rory’s head started to feel heavy.

“Oh, you poor thing. I’m so sorry. I got so wrapped up in my own thoughts.”

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