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Show in my father's house/ 398 Chapter Eleven The apartment was too expensive. I knew that when I took it, lying to the owner about my job. I had told my mother I'd be sharing expenses with a girl from the university, another lie. The cleaning deposit alone was $150, but I paid it, thinking that Brian and I should begin with the best. I also paid rent for the month of Brian's furlough A- $30D - but the days had fallen, one upon another, until only a week remained. The apartment was furnished with Mediterranean in the livingroom, French provincial in the bedroom. On the balcony was a glass-topped table surrounded by wrought-iron chairs, where I usually sat in the morning when Brian was still asleep and I was not attending classes at the university, as this Saturday morning when Brian finally awakened at eleven. ii |
