do. The males, at least. And they all will, soon. Females too.’
‘How long will I have to take them?’
‘Until you enter the House of the Old,’ she explained. ‘All of your adult life. But it becomes routine; after a while you won’t even pay much attention to it.’
She looked at her watch. ‘If you leave right now, you won’t even be late for school. Hurry along.
‘And thank you again, Jonas,’ she added, as he went to the door, ‘for your dream.’
Pedalling rapidly down the path, Jonas felt oddly proud to have joined those who took the pills. For a moment, though, he remembered the dream again. The dream had felt pleasurable. Though the feelings were confused, he thought that he had liked the feelings that his mother had called Stirrings. He remembered that upon waking, he had wanted to feel the Stirrings again.
Then, in the same way that his own dwelling slipped away behind him as he rounded a corner on his bicycle, the dream slipped away from his thoughts. Very briefly, a little guiltily, he tried to grasp it back. But the feelings had disappeared. The Stirrings were gone.
‘Lily, please hold still,’ Mother said again.
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