They got to go home and eat Campbell’s Chicken Soup. ” Shari immediately commenced a strip search of her own closet, tossing on the bed a pair of tight jeans and an even tighter sweater. ” She was silent. The prospect of the gallows would never deter me from taking to the road, if I were so inclined. Go easy. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. The girls had such freedom, a wonderful chance afforded to them to go out in the wide world before making babies, it was nothing like the world she had come of age in. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. ” “I have denied it,” she answered. “Endless. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. I have had no one but for you.
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