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Show 124 "You know," Katie finally said, "you've been awfully good with Jeanne. You've really helped with her. She thinks the world of you." "I don't know what to say," Sharon said. "She's-well, I never had a younger sister. She's kind of like that, in a way." Katie looked at her closely, frowning slightly, in concentration. Sharon looked back to the road. Damn! she never should have said that! Why had she said that! She could kick herself. It was true, of course, but she did not want Katie to know that. For wouldn't Katie- being what she was-end up using it in some way against her? But it was too late now. "And Marty," Katie said-from the sound of her voice, she had turned back to the window. "All the kids in fact.. I'm not too concerned about them. Only David." They came to an intersection, and until the light changed and they were once more underway in traffic, Katie remained silent, thoughtful. "David's got a lot of faults. You know that. Hell, everyone knows that. I guess I'm too hard on him. You want to know why? Because David's faults were my faults-are my faults-they just come out in a different way. It's one of the few regrets I have in life: that I'm not-well, closer to David." She sighed: a deep sigh. "But him being what he is-and me being what I am, it's just not possible." And now Sharon did open up to her; she could resist her no longer: "He loves you." "Yes. Yes, I know he does." There was resignation in Katie's voice. "I just wish that he and Oscar could get along better. It's not Oscar's fault, you know. You blame Oscar, don't you." Sharon did not say anything. |