were the stories like this he wasnt from america was he every one sounds different here most of them any way
we have to protect what we can
[There are too few of them to do anything real, that's what Curtis would say. And then he'd start organizing. Edgar doesn't know how to do that, but he wants to learn. He'll have to, won't he? Unless-- until?-- Curtis shows up here, he has to do his best.]
[ To both. The stories weren't like this, and he wasn't from America. He was from somewhere else. Even after a year in this place, Grey is no great shakes with geography. Gilliam's country could be half a world away, or it could be in the next State. He doesn't know. ]
they came from books when his eyes were good he read them later we remembered . he talked about cities people who fought over a girl . people who got in a horse made of wood
mountains with fire inside boats that found sea monsters
stories .
[ Classical stories. The kind Gilliam thought should not have been lost, and also the kind he thought would inspire. Grey can hear his voice now, retelling them. Always the same words, memorised, always whispered close to his ear so that it was private even though there was no privacy.
[ Edgar might not want to ask, though. Grey wouldn't blame him. He hates looking ignorant here, and thanks to where he'd lived, he has to look that way quite a lot. He knows he would avoid it if he could.
Still, Will and April wouldn't be difficult about it. Grey trusts them. ]
[Some days, Edgar gets a sick sort of satisfaction out of watching other people get on the train when he's not. Those days have been fewer and fewer lately, which coincides roughly with Edgar spending fewer days angry and confused and upset as he adjusts to this place. He's not always sure he likes his job, but he knows he doesn't hate it.]
[After all, sometimes his boss gives him some of her lunch because she's 'dieting'. Edgar hopes it's not contagious.]
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he wasnt from america was he every one sounds different here
most of them any way
we have to protect what we can
[There are too few of them to do anything real, that's what Curtis would say. And then he'd start organizing. Edgar doesn't know how to do that, but he wants to learn. He'll have to, won't he? Unless-- until?-- Curtis shows up here, he has to do his best.]
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[ To both. The stories weren't like this, and he wasn't from America. He was from somewhere else. Even after a year in this place, Grey is no great shakes with geography. Gilliam's country could be half a world away, or it could be in the next State. He doesn't know. ]
they came from books
when his eyes were good he read them
later we remembered . he talked about cities
people who fought over a girl . people who got in a horse made of wood
mountains with fire inside
boats that found sea monsters
stories .
[ Classical stories. The kind Gilliam thought should not have been lost, and also the kind he thought would inspire. Grey can hear his voice now, retelling them. Always the same words, memorised, always whispered close to his ear so that it was private even though there was no privacy.
Grey misses that desperately. ]
his heroes always won .
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i would like to hear them if you don't mind i mean
[He understands the privacy of memory, though he can't explain why. That urge is what caused him to wish his mother's face into existence.]
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Of course he'd looked for Gilliam's books. ]
yes
theres a library with books . i can show you
[ Though, he can't read them aloud.
Edgar could, though, maybe. Or they could ask Will. ]
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i could probably stand to get better with letters
[Which is a yes.]
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or april
if you asked
[ Edgar might not want to ask, though. Grey wouldn't blame him. He hates looking ignorant here, and thanks to where he'd lived, he has to look that way quite a lot. He knows he would avoid it if he could.
Still, Will and April wouldn't be difficult about it. Grey trusts them. ]
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reckon i can get along well enough on my own i have before now
i will come too them with the big words don't worry
[It was probably a bad idea to test himself with the ingredients list on the back of a can, just now.]
what books should i get
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there were fables
from esop
[ No. ]
aesop
but i liked greek heroes best
we could look together
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you say the word i am there
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if you arent working
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[How has he not been fired.]
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ok tomorrow
do you like it there ?
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the people are nice most of the time and when they are not its interesting
i could do worse
[He feels like Grey can understand that sentiment better than most.]
i don't know do you like your job
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He would also hate being near those trains every day. ]
yes
i help people
[ It makes him useful. Also, the part of him that used to look after Gilliam had really missed that role in the beginning. ]
i didnt like the first one
i had to carry milk
they fired me
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[After all, sometimes his boss gives him some of her lunch because she's 'dieting'. Edgar hopes it's not contagious.]
you carried milk
where
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peoples houses
they leave it on the doorstep every day
thats where the milk comes from
[ Grey is clearly very knowledgeable about this sort of thing. It’s amazing that they didn’t keep him on, really. ]