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Show Remember? 81 idea of the decade. Suddenly aware of a rock embedded in the ground under the small of his back, he shifted his position. So when did this come up? I'm not sure, she said. I think about i t every time I am alone and sometimes when I'm not. I feel that I have to be somebody besides me with him, like I'm not good enough. I have to act smart and act interested in his money-making ventures. I don't care about money-I just want him to play Authors or Scrabble with me, even listen to the radio and t e l l jokes. He's made a bundle, and he's been generous. I can't deny that. And, I know he loves you in his way. His fingers s l id up her forearm and repeatedly drew Xs and Os. I never thought I'd hear myself defending Jim! You're into tic-tac-toe, mein bruder? Sure, he said. You'll never believe how much I missed you-your laugh, the way y o u ' l l try anything, the way you accept me. Oh God, she said. I really snowed you somewhere along the line. If you only knew about me. You forget that I know you better than anyone else does. But I'm not what you think. She sat up abruptly, stroked her hair back in place, and tried to tuck i t into her braid. Let's get out of here. This is insane. The wind is getting to me. I hate i t. Stay awhile. I'm here with you. He reached for her hand again and rubbed i t between both of his. Then he rubbed her shoulder. Hesitantly, she drew an arrow down his nose and streaked imaginary war paint on his cheeks. |