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Chapter 2
Iwentdownthestairsandhecameoutbehindme.Idon’twanttogotobedwithyou,I’mspeakingaboutthesituation.Notus.Understand?
Isaid,ofcourseIunderstand.
AndIwentondown.Beingfemale.WantingtomakehimfeelIwashurt.
AsIopenedthebottomdoorhesaid,I’vebeenhittingit.HemusthaveseenIdidn’tunderstand,becauseheadded,drinking.
Hesaid,I’lltelephoneyou.
Hedid,hetookmetoaconcert,toheartheRussiansplayShostakovich.Andhewassweet.That’sjustwhathewas.Eventhoughheneverapologized.
October26th
Idon’ttrusthim.He’sboughtthishouse.Ifheletsmegohe’llhavetotrustme.Orhe’llhavetosellitanddisappearbeforeIcan(could)gettothepolice.Eitherwayitwouldbeunlikehim.
It’stoodepressing,Ihavetobelievehe’llkeephisword.
Hespendspoundsandpoundsonme.Itmustbenearlytwohundredalready.Anybook,anyrecord,anyclothes.Hehasallmysizes.IsketchwhatIwant,Imixupthecoloursasaguide.Heevenbuysallmyunderwear.Ican’tputontheblackandpeachcreationsheboughtbefore,soItoldhimtogoandgetsomethingsensibleatMarksandSpencer.Hesaid,canIbuyalottogether?Ofcourseitmustbeagonyforhimtogoshoppingforme(whatdoeshedoatthechemist’s?),soIsupposehepreferstogetitalloverinonego.Butwhatcantheythinkofhim?Onedozenpantsandthreeslipsandvestsandbras.Iaskedhimwhattheysaidwhenhegavetheorderandhewentred.