.i'd always assumed that the unspoken point of merideth's story was that i , too , would have been too timid to build the turret .
a quarter mile flew by while i tried tro find a contemporary parable there . failed .
as the ambulance neared the crest of the scenic overlook south of our spanish hills home , lauren said ," i'm sorry ."
the EMT flashed a glance at me . when she caught my eye , she looked away . i wondered what version of the truth she's heard .
i tasted lauren's words . wase she sorry? about her eaxcerrbastion ? certainly . about hurting me ? maybe . i woukld give her that one . but about what she'd done with joost ?
was i sorry about what had happened with ottavia and amy ? not really . was i in any frame of mind to make a judment about the nature of lauren's regret ?i wasn't . whatever had happened between lauren and joost in hilversum wasn't the worst thing that had happened lately , not even close .
i chose to cast away my doubts about the veracity of lauren's sorry ." i donn't think now is the time to talk about it ," i said to her , not in front of this stranger ," latter ."
"i didn't plan it this way ," she said , reeling the damn issue back in , lauren seemed inured to the presence of the EMT inches from her side . i reminded myself that she'd spent more than two days in the constant company of caretaking strangers . she had gron accustomed .
i pondered what it was she didn't plan . the getting caught part ? the getting parayzed part ? or the screwing joos6t in hilversum part ?"
i was pretty sure she had planned the getting from amsterdam to hilvrersum part .
i said nothng , assuming whatever i'd say would be thewrong thing . i cast the problem away . hoped an upslope would catch it carry it even father into the distance , perhaps all the way across.
a quarter mile flew by while i tried tro find a contemporary parable there . failed .
as the ambulance neared the crest of the scenic overlook south of our spanish hills home , lauren said ," i'm sorry ."
the EMT flashed a glance at me . when she caught my eye , she looked away . i wondered what version of the truth she's heard .
i tasted lauren's words . wase she sorry? about her eaxcerrbastion ? certainly . about hurting me ? maybe . i woukld give her that one . but about what she'd done with joost ?
was i sorry about what had happened with ottavia and amy ? not really . was i in any frame of mind to make a judment about the nature of lauren's regret ?i wasn't . whatever had happened between lauren and joost in hilversum wasn't the worst thing that had happened lately , not even close .
i chose to cast away my doubts about the veracity of lauren's sorry ." i donn't think now is the time to talk about it ," i said to her , not in front of this stranger ," latter ."
"i didn't plan it this way ," she said , reeling the damn issue back in , lauren seemed inured to the presence of the EMT inches from her side . i reminded myself that she'd spent more than two days in the constant company of caretaking strangers . she had gron accustomed .
i pondered what it was she didn't plan . the getting caught part ? the getting parayzed part ? or the screwing joos6t in hilversum part ?"
i was pretty sure she had planned the getting from amsterdam to hilvrersum part .
i said nothng , assuming whatever i'd say would be thewrong thing . i cast the problem away . hoped an upslope would catch it carry it even father into the distance , perhaps all the way across.
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