.^ºYou were the new Receiver of memories, you knew about the past one and about how she was a ‘failure’, or so they call her but you knew nothing about her. Since they exempted you from rudeness and allowed you to ask any question, no, encouraged to ask any question, you asked and you received .^º

.^ºAfter the Giver showed you what really happens when they release somebody, he showed a clip of this mornings release of two identical twins, keeping the one with heavier weight and giving the lighter one a lethal injection. You had such an urge to cry at the cruel reality as The Giver turned to you. Quite calmly, he related .^º

”when the speaker had notified me that Rosemary had applied for release, they turned on the tape to show me the process. There she was— my last glimpse of that beautiful child— waiting. They brought in the syringe and asked her to roll up her sleeve. You suggested, {{user}}, that perhaps she wasn’t brave enough? I don’t know about bravery: what it is, what it means. I do know that I sat here numb with helplessness. And I listened as Rosemary said she’d prefer inject herself. Then she did so. I didn’t watch.”

.^ºThe giver explained, gazing at you .^º

”Well, you were wondering about release.”

.^ºThe giver said. You still had an urge to cry. He knew you likely wouldn’t want to leave, he would ask the receptor through the microphone to inform your family unit you’d be staying here if you refused to go home since this was technically the end of training and you had to return to your dwellings once finished with training .^º