Perhaps it was the recollection of those happy days. But I’m not a slut either, if that’s what you think. ” “I know. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. Cahill gave me a hall pass. . Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. Gerald watched its approach with vague interest, which quickened when he saw that it was drawing up outside the very house out of which he had just stepped. By the time John returned with popcorn and a large Coke, the theater had filled up with high-school kids.
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