everyone has their folding-point, Miles. Their mortal vulnerability. Some just keep it in a nonstandard location. - Lois McMaster Bujold

So you’re saying that I could die at any moment!” “Yes. And this is different from your life yesterday in what way?

Miles had heard weird tales of strange relationships between people and their clones. But then, anyone who deliberately went out and had a clone made must be kinky to start with. Far more interesting to have a child, preferably with a woman who was smarter, faster, and better-looking than oneself; then there was at least a chance for a bit of evolution in the clan.

Once, she had been her parents' daughter. Then great, unlucky Ias's wife. Her children's mother. At the last, her mother's keeper. Well, I am none of these things now. Who am I, when I am not surrounded by the walls of my life?