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Show 34 interrelated. With everything spun out of money. After looking, she would throw the paper aside and go out to the kitchen, searching the refrigerator for sandwich material. But she continued to look. To ask people who worked at the center, acquaintances at school. A week passed, ten days, nothing. And then she got a lead. One of the delivery boys at work said a new complex was being completed within a mile of the center. Studio apartments were to be let at eighty-five a month, according to the construction sign. He couldn't remember the manager's name or phone number, but it was on the sign too. On his next delivery run, he checked for her. She called during lunch hour. The manager said the display apartment would be finished in a couple weeks, he made an appointment for her. She would have to pay a deposit at that time, he warned, if she wanted to reserve one. Elated, she hung up the phone. At last, some luck! Her life would change now. Within a few weeks, that long line of x's on her "calendar would come to an end. To be out on her own! To have a life to herself-a matter of a few weeks! Suddenly there was an unexpected, strange feeling within her. It took a moment to recognize: fear. She was suddenly afraid. It was stupid. Silly. But now really faced with the opportunity, now that the time had come, for the first time she was afraid. She hadn't expected that. She couldn't explain it to herself. In a moment, however, it was gone. As quickly as it came. And by the time she finished lunch and returned to work, she was floating |