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"How dare I? How dare I?" mimicked the young man behind the screen. "It always comes back to you, doesn't it, Eva Rye? Or Eva Storey - or whatever you've decided to call yourself this week. Seven billion people on this planet experience setbacks and losses every day of their lives, and they just grit their teeth and start again. And there's you, sobbing your little heart out here in luxury. At least James left you well cared for. That's better than most people in this world can expect. What makes you think you've got the right to a perfect life? That's why you're always so bloody miserable. Listen, doll. Shit happens. Get used to it." Judy/Eva was momentarily taken aback. Then her anger cut in. "Shit happens, does it? Shit happens? That would be a lot more convincing coming from someone who didn't claim that he was here to sort things out for us, that he was going to make the world a better place." "These things take time," The Watcher sneered. "How much time? You sound like a politician. You claim you're going to make things better, and then when they don't you just stand there saying shit happens. You're pathetic, hiding behind your screen. You step out into the real world and see what it's like out here, and then you tell me that shit happens."