River's life was a mess of being harmed because she was special. If it wasn't just her, it wasn't a good situation, sure, but it was more arbitrary than many sins against her had been.
She brushed her bare feet across the floor.
"I know that," she said. "But it also took Simon away. And... that woman. It put her in contact with me and someone died." She shook her head. "I'm grateful for John Coffey and you," River said, "but I can't help but think there's an agenda at work."