The reader watches Jenny Shimada’s principles become a part of history. In the space of just a few years, it was an exceptionally altered world, where even the strongest forms of resistance were strangely innocent compared to her and what she had done. “She and William had taken such pride in their careful actions, but they owed more to luck than they would have ever of wished to admit. Mere dumb luck, the god she’d so slavishly served in her year with Pauline, all the while believing it was not luck, but righteousness that preserved them.” (Choi
The reader watches Jenny Shimada’s principles become a part of history. In the space of just a few years, it was an exceptionally altered world, where even the strongest forms of resistance were strangely innocent compared to her and what she had done. “She and William had taken such pride in their careful actions, but they owed more to luck than they would have ever of wished to admit. Mere dumb luck, the god she’d so slavishly served in her year with Pauline, all the while believing it was not luck, but righteousness that preserved them.” (Choi