“But this isn’t a book or a movie, this is real.”
“I also believed that once.”
“And this book has changed that?”
“The book changes a lot of things.”
“Like?”
“Well, like your lovely girlfriend. Angela is a blond, right?”
“How do you know about her?”
Mr. Feldman laughed. “The book, of course.”
“Of course.”
“Like I said, there are a lot of things that change.”
“If it’s a book then it shouldn’t change.”
“But it does because it is always being revised until the final words are written.”
“So you're saying if the writer wanted to make it so, James could still be alive?”
“No, James is dead, for that story is done.”
“So the book can’t bring back James?”
“Yes and no. It is the writer who has decided not to bring him back, but if the writer wanted he could bring him back, but as a memory or a ghost.”
“A memory… A ghost.”
“Why would he bring your friend back to ruin the memories of the bridge?”
“The bridge?”
“Yes, where you made the choice to become a doctor.”
“I've seen a lot of bridges and I made my choice a long time ago.”
“Or so it would seem.”
"And what do you mean by that?"
“You will see in the next few days, but I’m tired now. May I go?”
“I can send for the guards.”
“No need. they're coming.”
“How do you know that?”
“The book,” we said at the same time.
For a moment I thought I should laugh, but something sank inside of me. The only thing I could think of was that Jason had told him about the bridge. Then again, how could Jason remember? He was stoned out of his mind.
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