” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ” Michelle looked away. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. Rich folks, once. ” And thus it was that as Ann Veronica neared the gates of home, she said to herself: “I’ll have it out with him somehow. “But what can one do?” asked Ann Veronica. Mild, you know, and boon. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out.
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