She walked with
an easy quickness down the Avenue and through the proletarian portion of
Morningside Park, and crossing these fields came into a pretty overhung lane
that led toward Caddington and the Downs. We married, and for a time we were happy. “Then let me be the judge of what is best,” she answered. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her
heartbeat quicken. “You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the
moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to
college, have babies with John, watch her children have
children, live, and die as she had always wanted to. ’
‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge
straw bonnet all over flowers. The woollen-draper looked
at his watch. As long as Larry and I meet
the boy first, he can take you out.
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