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Thanksgiving Day morning, Shari woke Lucy a half an
hour before the sounding of the alarm. “I’ve plenty of pals,” he said, “who, when they’ve been doing Paris on the Q. ”
The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and
fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and
memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying
wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. Michelle winked at her and left to join the
gathering of seats in the center of the theater. I want to be a human being; I want to
learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something
too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner. Now, for the cage,
my pretty canary-bird.
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