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Show Woodworth/217 that he would see me home, tell the taxi to wait, kiss me at the door, and leave." "Do I want to hear the end of this story?" Ruth asks cheerily. "Yeah. It's not too bad. So we're standing there, and he hails a cab, and opens the door for me. I hop in, scoot over for him to get in, and you know what?" "What?" Ruth and Ned ask simultaneously. "He shuts the door behind me, leans in, tells the cab driver my address, and then waves good-bye. I mean, it was lucky that I even had money on me! And I bed" he went right back to the party and had a grand old time." "I'm sure he couldn't have had all that good a time without you being there," Ruth says placatingly. "Well, I was pissed at first," Megan admits. "But, by the time I got home, I wasn't pissed any more. I figure, I was probably headed for trouble anyway. I mean, I didn't know what I was getting myself into with those guys. So it was probably just as well that Kevin sent me home before I did > anything regrettable." The family settles into silence, and Marty feels the comfortable wholeness that exists between Ruth, Ned, and l^egan. It feels as if only she is left out. The family used to draw its lines this way. She chose Jake, and it was the two of them, excluding all others. It felt all right then, like they were better, and didn't need the other^s. She'd never thought about how it felt to them. "Well, which guest room am I in tonight?" Megan asks, standing. Marty realizes with a pang of jealousy that Megan is so secure in her position in the family that it doesn't |