River's eyebrows furrowed. John had known quite a bit, last time she'd seen him. She couldn't...
it wasn't there. None of it. He didn't remember. She felt it, suddenly, in the pit of her stomach and up through the top of her head. John Coffey did not remember everything about what had happened when she'd met him the first time.
"The City decided it was time for a change," River said, canting her head to one side, like a bird. The motion had the same disconcerting feeling as being looked at by a bird. A smart one.
A bird capable of ripping you apart. Gracefully.
That John didn't remember fully made her a bit sad. River's mouth turned down at the edges.
"Does anyone know why it happened? I can't pick out just one voice... there are a few I always hear," River said, and Simon and Hannibal moved through the back of her mind. "But they don't... there's no logic here. I can't see it."