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. I don t know, she whispered, before removing her hand. But I mengaged to Billy. Troy s eyes went cold.A vein jerked at his jaw. For once I want to do the right thing, Sabrina said, crying again.Herbody felt cooler now and, looking down at herself on the desk she could seehow disheveled she was, her skirt hiked up and her sweater mostly off.Herbra hung loosely around her shoulders. Kinda late to be starting that now, don t you think? he said, hurriedlytucking his shirt back into his pants.He strode quickly to the door, then whirled around and moved towardher in two quick steps.Reflexively, she shrunk back, even though she dnever been hit, by him or anyone.Troy gazed at her with a mixture of confu-sion and pity.Then, shaking his head, he turned her body around so thathe could reach behind her and fasten her bra.With care, he eased her armsinto the sleeves of her top as she sobbed, then lifted her off the desk andonto her feet, checking her skirt as he did so.Taking a Kleenex out of a box on a nearby bookshelf, Troy pressed a pileof tissues into Sabrina s hand.Wordlessly, he kissed her on the top of herhead and exited the room. 15Sabrina had been on Gus s mind ever since the last show.Shethought about her daughter when she padded through the house at nightin her bare feet, making sure the doors and windows were all locked, won-dering if Sabrina was at her new fiancé s or what.Gus talked aloud to heras she sifted flour, asking her questions with each shake of the sifter, eventhough Sabrina wasn t in the room and the only listeners were the four-pawed snoozers, Salt and Pepper. I ve no idea what to do about Sabrina, she told Hannah during a quietsunny morning in her kitchen. I ve barely spoken to her since OctopusNight.Aimee is running interference. How? Calling to talk to me and then letting it slip that Sabrina s workinglate on a big project, that kind of thing, explained Gus. It s what she usedto do when I went out on a book tour and called home, when Sabrina wasmisbehaving. They munched on oversized blueberry-lemon muffins sprinkled with "co mf o r t f o o d 1 51white sugar crystals and dripping with creamy butter that Gus purchasedspecially from a New York state dairy.Hannah was already on her sec-ond and she d only been over for a few minutes; Gus had anticipated thather sweet tooth would get her.She was looking thinner than usual, andGus was concerned as she tapped her fingers incessantly on the arm of herchair. It s okay to give them some space, Hannah said, her mouth quite full. Whatever you do, skip the surprise visit this time. A family shouldn t have secrets, said Gus. That s when things go allloosey-goosey.When mistakes are made. Hannah began coughing on a piece of muffin. A family, she said, trying to swallow, is absolutely a group of peoplewho keep secrets from each other.Who else cares that much about whatyou do? Her own family was far-flung and distant.She didn t see them anymore,though she received a few emails from a cousin every now and then.Sheoften liked to fantasize about all the different lives she could have had, if shehadn t needed to hide out in her little white carriage house. Too much knowledge never helped me, she pointed out, and Gus knewit was true.In fact, Gus had been hoping that being around Eat Drink andBe would be a positive in the lives of everyone around her, would draw Han-nah out of her shell, would bring Troy and Sabrina closer, would bring out alittle fun in Aimee.A lot of pressure on one TV program, she thought now.Especially since quite the opposite seemed to be happening.The ones sheloved were and this worried her a great deal annoyed with her.She went to the coffeepot and brought it back to refill Hannah s mug,pouring in some heavy cream as she did so. Have you and Porter patched things up? asked Hannah, reaching forthe sugar bowl and putting in two heaping teaspoonfuls.With pleasure, Guswatched her crane her neck toward the counter, looking for more muffins. Things are as they are. Gus shrugged.Hannah waited for her to explain, but when her friend didn t, she took "1 5 2 kat e j ac ob sher muffin plate toward a metal cooling rack laden with fluffy deliciousness.She took two and proceeded to butter both with enthusiasm. What about Oliver? He has continued his barrage of daily apologies, said Gus. The lastone was in free verse. So all is forgiven? I m rather glad he felt bad [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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. I don t know, she whispered, before removing her hand. But I mengaged to Billy. Troy s eyes went cold.A vein jerked at his jaw. For once I want to do the right thing, Sabrina said, crying again.Herbody felt cooler now and, looking down at herself on the desk she could seehow disheveled she was, her skirt hiked up and her sweater mostly off.Herbra hung loosely around her shoulders. Kinda late to be starting that now, don t you think? he said, hurriedlytucking his shirt back into his pants.He strode quickly to the door, then whirled around and moved towardher in two quick steps.Reflexively, she shrunk back, even though she dnever been hit, by him or anyone.Troy gazed at her with a mixture of confu-sion and pity.Then, shaking his head, he turned her body around so thathe could reach behind her and fasten her bra.With care, he eased her armsinto the sleeves of her top as she sobbed, then lifted her off the desk andonto her feet, checking her skirt as he did so.Taking a Kleenex out of a box on a nearby bookshelf, Troy pressed a pileof tissues into Sabrina s hand.Wordlessly, he kissed her on the top of herhead and exited the room. 15Sabrina had been on Gus s mind ever since the last show.Shethought about her daughter when she padded through the house at nightin her bare feet, making sure the doors and windows were all locked, won-dering if Sabrina was at her new fiancé s or what.Gus talked aloud to heras she sifted flour, asking her questions with each shake of the sifter, eventhough Sabrina wasn t in the room and the only listeners were the four-pawed snoozers, Salt and Pepper. I ve no idea what to do about Sabrina, she told Hannah during a quietsunny morning in her kitchen. I ve barely spoken to her since OctopusNight.Aimee is running interference. How? Calling to talk to me and then letting it slip that Sabrina s workinglate on a big project, that kind of thing, explained Gus. It s what she usedto do when I went out on a book tour and called home, when Sabrina wasmisbehaving. They munched on oversized blueberry-lemon muffins sprinkled with "co mf o r t f o o d 1 51white sugar crystals and dripping with creamy butter that Gus purchasedspecially from a New York state dairy.Hannah was already on her sec-ond and she d only been over for a few minutes; Gus had anticipated thather sweet tooth would get her.She was looking thinner than usual, andGus was concerned as she tapped her fingers incessantly on the arm of herchair. It s okay to give them some space, Hannah said, her mouth quite full. Whatever you do, skip the surprise visit this time. A family shouldn t have secrets, said Gus. That s when things go allloosey-goosey.When mistakes are made. Hannah began coughing on a piece of muffin. A family, she said, trying to swallow, is absolutely a group of peoplewho keep secrets from each other.Who else cares that much about whatyou do? Her own family was far-flung and distant.She didn t see them anymore,though she received a few emails from a cousin every now and then.Sheoften liked to fantasize about all the different lives she could have had, if shehadn t needed to hide out in her little white carriage house. Too much knowledge never helped me, she pointed out, and Gus knewit was true.In fact, Gus had been hoping that being around Eat Drink andBe would be a positive in the lives of everyone around her, would draw Han-nah out of her shell, would bring Troy and Sabrina closer, would bring out alittle fun in Aimee.A lot of pressure on one TV program, she thought now.Especially since quite the opposite seemed to be happening.The ones sheloved were and this worried her a great deal annoyed with her.She went to the coffeepot and brought it back to refill Hannah s mug,pouring in some heavy cream as she did so. Have you and Porter patched things up? asked Hannah, reaching forthe sugar bowl and putting in two heaping teaspoonfuls.With pleasure, Guswatched her crane her neck toward the counter, looking for more muffins. Things are as they are. Gus shrugged.Hannah waited for her to explain, but when her friend didn t, she took "1 5 2 kat e j ac ob sher muffin plate toward a metal cooling rack laden with fluffy deliciousness.She took two and proceeded to butter both with enthusiasm. What about Oliver? He has continued his barrage of daily apologies, said Gus. The lastone was in free verse. So all is forgiven? I m rather glad he felt bad [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]