Carol raised her hand slowly and brushed her hair back, once on either side, and Therese smiled because the gesture was Carol, and it was Carol she loved and would always love. Oh, in a different way...
Do people always fall in love with things they can't have?''Always,' Carol said, smiling, too.
She probably had all the time in the world, Therese thought, probably did nothing all day but what she felt like doing.
She knew what bothered her at the store...It was that the store intensified things that had always bothered her, as long as she could remember. It was the pointless actions, the meaningless chores tha...
What else mattered except being with Carol, anywhere, anyhow?
They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies...
She thought of people she had seen holding hands in movies, and why shouldn't she and Carol?
And she did not have to ask if this was right, no one had to tell her, because this could not have been more right or perfect.
She hated cleaning up after making something.
She had seen just now what she had only sensed before, that the whole world was ready to be their enemy, and suddenly what she and Carol had together seemed no longer love or anything happy but a mons...
Was it love or wasn't it that she felt for Carol? And how absurd it was that she didn't even know. She had heard about girls falling in love, and she knew what kind of people they were and what they l...
Her life was a series of zigzags. At nineteen, she was anxious.
At any rate, Therese thought, she was happier than she ever had been before. And why worry about defining everything?
I'm not melancholic,' she protested, but the thin ice was under her feet again, the uncertainties. or was it that she always wanted a little more than she had, no matter how much she had?
It had all happened in that instant she had seen Carol standing in the middle of the floor, watching her. Then the realization that so much had happened after that meeting made her feel incredibly luc...
What a strange girl you are.
I'd had a little feeling of destiny. Because, you see, what I mean about affinities is true from friendships down to even the accidental glance at someone on the street-there's always a definite reaso...