she no longer expected me to believe her . and . and she no longer pretended to care if i did .
merideth had told me that stevie was a quasi - respected fashion writer who freelanced ." for some of the minor trades ," was married , and had a two-year old child . i didn't know lisa's age , but i was guessing that stevie was in the twenty-five-to-thirty range.
most of the time , anyway . in those few moments after detective dewster 's departure she wa fouteeen , max .
siblings could have that effect . i wasn't holding the temporary regression against stevie - i was merely factoring it into the equatuion of what to expect next .
"has she done this bfore ?" i asked .
"done what ?" stevie said .
her development age was descending like a rocket countdown . fourteen , thirteen ....okay . we'll play it your way , stevie ." taken off ....disappeared , without telling anyone ? gone days without answering her cell phone ? like that ?"
"days ? like , two ? i wouldn't know ."
prior to making the " that typical " utterances , stevie's petulance had been muted . not any longer . i returned my atttennae to include the wide range of potential petulance frequencies . i said ," you and lisa aren't -"
"close ? ? no , you can tell ?"
her sacasm was cloying . she spread it way too thick . she was like an elderly woman who applied too much perfume because she'd lost her sense of smell . i was beginging to feel as though i were locked in an elevator with that old woman .
steie shruhhedd again and looked around ." for all i know this is something ........ she could do all the time ."
"does what you see heresurprise you ?"
" we grew up in southern california . irvine ? i left orangwe county three months before my eighteen birthday to go to NYU . i never went back . lisa "- she sighed -" never left ."stevie ened her brief soliloquy with a quick , audible inhale .though she wanted to underline her impression that the facts she was deigning to share should have spoken volumes and left my curisity about her sister completely sated .
merideth had told me that stevie was a quasi - respected fashion writer who freelanced ." for some of the minor trades ," was married , and had a two-year old child . i didn't know lisa's age , but i was guessing that stevie was in the twenty-five-to-thirty range.
most of the time , anyway . in those few moments after detective dewster 's departure she wa fouteeen , max .
siblings could have that effect . i wasn't holding the temporary regression against stevie - i was merely factoring it into the equatuion of what to expect next .
"has she done this bfore ?" i asked .
"done what ?" stevie said .
her development age was descending like a rocket countdown . fourteen , thirteen ....okay . we'll play it your way , stevie ." taken off ....disappeared , without telling anyone ? gone days without answering her cell phone ? like that ?"
"days ? like , two ? i wouldn't know ."
prior to making the " that typical " utterances , stevie's petulance had been muted . not any longer . i returned my atttennae to include the wide range of potential petulance frequencies . i said ," you and lisa aren't -"
"close ? ? no , you can tell ?"
her sacasm was cloying . she spread it way too thick . she was like an elderly woman who applied too much perfume because she'd lost her sense of smell . i was beginging to feel as though i were locked in an elevator with that old woman .
steie shruhhedd again and looked around ." for all i know this is something ........ she could do all the time ."
"does what you see heresurprise you ?"
" we grew up in southern california . irvine ? i left orangwe county three months before my eighteen birthday to go to NYU . i never went back . lisa "- she sighed -" never left ."stevie ened her brief soliloquy with a quick , audible inhale .though she wanted to underline her impression that the facts she was deigning to share should have spoken volumes and left my curisity about her sister completely sated .
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