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Show CHAPTER FIVE Her senior year. It was to have been so different. She had first really thought about it, it had first really become a factor in her future, four years ago as a freshman. Seeing the seniors in the halls: they had been so mature, so confident. The world at their fingertips. And one day, she had thought, she would be one of them. And now she was. But it was not like it was going to be. Well, there was nothing she could do to change it. That was life. Life was never going to be like it was going to be. She was locked into the present. Today. She could not change that. And it seemed like she would be locked into this present forever. Next summer would never come. There would simply be a lifetime of days that would never change. And thus the days passed, the days of her senior year, slowly slipping away from one Saturday to the next. They did not become easier. Katie had always been difficult to be around. Domineering, short-tempered. With the proper education, the right opportunities, she could have made a good business executive, Sharon imagined. She was aggressive, knew how to direct people, and in her way, was intelligent. And she had a commanding presence. A tall, rangy woman with flaming red hair, which she wore piled on her head, set off by large flowered earrings. In her heels, with her hair fixed like that, she was six feet, three inches tall, it was the rare man who did not have |
