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Show 128 up. That's the way he is. He doesn't really care about you, he doesn't care about anyone except himself." Steven paused, waited for her reaction. Then, to fill the silence, because Sara said nothing, he said, "he even cheats at Scrabble." It was a final indictment. He_ even cheats at Scrabble. He looked at Sara, expecting to find his own exasperation mirrored in her face, but found nothing. "Stevie," she said, "I don't think you understand." "About Nick?" "About me." "I understand." "No, you don't. You didn't know me before I met Nick." "You've got to get away from him." "I've grown up since then." "I would go with you." "There's no place else I want to be." Steven opened his mouth, to speak one more time, but Sara reached out, put her fingers to his lips. "Don't say it," she said. "It's better not to say it." Well, was it worth it? he hears Nick say. Steven sits at the table, a wooden part of it. His glass is empty, the space heater has gone out. |
