Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. Martin came to the door, looking radiant and relieved. Lucy asked Michelle if “Pfister” kept the bras and panties of misfits for their trophy value, or perhaps sold them on the black market to perverted old men. “Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. 82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. Mentally but not physically competent. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear.
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