Turnabout

«Your duplicates» Langley snarled. «They could have been you. They could have been better than you. I could have given them so much! But I let them reject me, let them go off on their own. Because my life became more important to me than theirs.» Max started to speak. «If it was their choice " «They didn't know any better," Langley said, interrupting him. «1 should have forced them to see.» He stalked out of the room, jagged shards of glass crunching underneath his bare feet. He didn't seem to notice the crimson footprints he was leaving across the plush cream-colored carpeting. Max felt something rip loose within his chest and realized he was crying again. But he knew that grief over Lo