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Show detective kind of voice. "Who would I tell? Dennis would just go red in the face and make some stupid announcement over the intercom. And Prenzlow would never believe me. Isabel's father is too important a figure at the school." "I guess you're right." Mimi stood up and put both her hands squarely on Kim's shoulders. "But you've got to do something." Mimi spent the next hour psychoanalyzing Isabel's motives for taking the stereo. Finally, she came to the conclusion that Isabel's problems stemmed from her wealthy family. "What does her wealthy family have to do with her stealing?" asked Kim. She picked up a brush from the dresser and ran it through her long blond hair. "Plenty." Mimi said, pacing up and down the room. "When you're born into a socially prominent family, you inherit all sorts of restrictions. You're expected to behave in a certain way, wear certain clothes, talk with a certain accent, have the right friends-it's very limiting." "It hasn't seemed to bother Isabel," Kim said. "That's only the beginning," said Mimi. "In addition to all the constraints, her parents never pay any attention to her." 143 |
