It is no good going into that. I put your clothes out an hour ago. Drink this!” He poured out a glass of wine with a firm hand, and held it to her lips. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. It fell with a clatter to the floor. Senior year started with a whimper. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. The address was of course her destination, thousands of miles away, an infinitesimal spot in a terrifying space. I think over all sorts of things.
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