Унесенные ветром

Chapter 62

           Shestoodforawhile,tryingtosummonupheroldcharm:"I’llthinkofallthistomorrowwhenIcanstanditbetter."Butthecharmhadlostitspotency.Shehadtothinkoftwothings,nowMelanieandhowmuchshelovedandneededher;Ashleyandtheobstinateblindnessthathadmadeherrefusetoseehimashereallywas.Andsheknewthatthoughtsofthemwouldhurtjustasmuchtomorrowandallthetomorrowsofherlife.

           "Ican’tgobackinthereandtalktothemnow,"shethought."Ican’tfaceAshleytonightandcomforthim.Nottonight!TomorrowmorningI’llcomeearlyanddothethingsImustdo,saythecomfortingthingsImustsay.Butnottonight.Ican’t.I’mgoinghome."

           Homewasonlyfiveblocksaway.ShewouldnotwaitforthesobbingPetertoharnessthebuggy,wouldnotwaitforDr.Meadetodriveherhome.Shecouldnotendurethetearsoftheone,thesilentcondemnationoftheother.Shewentswiftlydownthedarkfrontstepswithouthercoatorbonnetandintothemistynight.SheroundedthecornerandstartedupthelonghilltowardPeachreeStreet,walkinginastillwetworld,andevenherfootstepswereasnoiselessasadream.

           Asshewentupthehill,herchesttightwithtearsthatwouldnotcome,therecreptoverheranunrealfeeling,afeelingthatshehadbeeninthissamedimchillplacebefore,underalikesetofcircumstancesnotoncebutmanytimesbefore.Howsilly,shethoughtuneasily,quickeninghersteps.Hernerveswereplayinghertricks.Butthefeelingpersisted,stealthilypervadinghermind.

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