You will. I promise. There’s a lockup. Each apartment has one. Like a big storage cage. Come with me.”
An image of me being locked in a cage in some kind of creepy cellar came into my head. I didn’t even know Toby. Not really. And he said himself he was jealous of me. Maybe he would lock me in this basement and nobody in the world would ever guess where I was.
Toby’s shoulders drooped, and he cocked his head to one side and said, “Please,” in the most pathetic voice ever. Then he perked back up. “Look, truly, June. You won’t be sorry.”
I thought about it for a few seconds and came to the conclusion that a real psycho wouldn’t have mentioned the cage. A real psycho would have lured me down there by telling me there was a puppy or something.
For a long time, all the way through to the end of elementary school, Beans was my only friend. Because that’s how I’ve always been. I only need one good friend to see me through. Most people aren’t like that. Most people are always looking out for more people to know. In the end, Beans was like most people. After a while she had dozens of friends, and by fifth grade it was pretty obvious that even though she was my best friend, I wasn’t hers.
Carol Rifka BruntThat’s different,” I said. And it was. A portrait is a picture where somebody gets to choose what you look like. How they want to see you. A camera catches whichever you happens to be there when it clicks.
Carol Rifka BruntThen we left, just me running with my sister, the wolves at our backs.
Carol Rifka BruntThe real question for me is why Lieutenant Cable and Nellie didn’t just get together. Because they would have been a perfect match. I guess the idea is that opposites attract, but I don’t think that’s what it’s like in real life. I think in real life you’d want someone who was as close to you as possible. Someone who could understand exactly the way you thought.
Carol Rifka BruntOnce you know a thing you can’t ever unknow it.
Carol Rifka BruntI thought it was good to test yourself sometimes. It was good to see how much you could take.
Carol Rifka BruntIf my life was a film, I’d have walked out by now.
Carol Rifka BruntThe walls of the tunnels were covered with so much dirt, it was almost like fur. I thought those tunnels were the kind of places wolves might live. I thought they were like the vessels of the human heart.
Carol Rifka BruntBut if they loved each other so much, couldn’t they talk it out?”
Toby gave an exasperated laugh. “You get into habits. Ways of being with certain people.
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