Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions
about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid,
pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams
of homework and unable to be reached by phone. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself
bitterly. But there
was no sign from her. "Why, hello, Ah Cum! What's the trouble?"
Ah Cum took his hands from his sleeves. ‘Oh, Marthe,’ she groaned, using in her accustomed way the French version of
her nurse’s name, ‘that pig is going to monsieur le baron. He would raise her up once again, ply her
with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the
new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the
prestige. She
slid the dress off, naked underneath. The flight.
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