I hoped for a family like the Becks and I waded through the system until I got them, so maybe life isn’t so damn hopeless after all. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. Oui, dans la note. Her head dipped deeply into the current, and she narrowly escaped being swamped. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. “It’s—private.
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