Diane seemed more interested in
the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid
subject of her vampirism. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. Shari was to be protected,
to be dissuaded from driving in cars with older boys at
night, to be steered away from dope and beer and certain
friends who had no plans to work or to go to college. She walked through
the walls. “Prom committee does this, silly. She got into rows through meddling with their
shoes and tennis-rackets, and had moments of carefully concealed admiration
when she was privileged to see them just before her bedtime, rather radiantly
dressed in white or pink or amber and prepared to go out with her mother. Opening the door,
he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell
asleep. “I am. “How dared you do yourself
this injustice?”
“I did it for her sake,” she answered. But, uttering a loud cry, he was swept away by the headlong
torrent. You understand what I mean.
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