“Just think about what you are asking, John, please. I have always been lonely. You must have repented a little, or you would not have done that. I said, ‘It is no use your telling me about this walk and pretend I’ve been told about the ball, because you haven’t. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. He will return, and you shall be awaiting his arrival!” When her own underarms and groin turned pink, then blue, then black, she confined herself to bed. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. She quickly strangled him with the piano wire as he looked at her, his lips open as if to scream, but his larynx had been intentionally sliced. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair.
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