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Isaythattomyself,Charlie,butwheneverwemeetandyoutellmesomethingandlookatmeinthatimpatientway,Iknowyou’relaughing.
"Andwhenyouexplainthingstome,andIcan’trememberthem,youthinkit’sbecauseI’mnotinterestedanddon’twanttotakethetrouble.Butyoudon’tknowhowItorturemyselfwhenyou’regone.Youdon’tknowthebooksI’vestruggledover,thelecturesI’vesatinonatBeekman,andyetwheneverItalkaboutsomething,Iseehowimpatientyouare,asifitwereallchildish.Iwantedyoutobeintelligent.Iwantedtohelpyouandsharewithyou—andnowyou’veshutmeoutofyourlife."
AsIlistenedtowhatshewassaying,theenormityofitdawnedonme.IhadbeensoabsorbedinmyselfandwhatwashappeningtomethatIneverthoughtaboutwhatwashappeningtoher.
Shewascryingsilentlyaswelefttheschool,andIfoundmyselfwithoutwords.AllduringtherideonthebusIthoughttomyselfhowupside-downthesituationhadbecome.Shewasterrifiedofme.Theicehadbrokenbetweenusandthegapwaswideningasthecurrentofmymindcarriedmeswiftlyintotheopensea.
Shewasrightinrefusingtotortureherselfbybeingwithme.Wenolongerhadanythingincommon.Simpleconversationhadbecomestrained.Andalltherewasbetweenusnowwastheembarrassedsilenceandunsatisfiedlonginginadarkenedroom.
"You’reveryserious,"shesaid,breakingoutofherownmoodandlookingupatme.
"Aboutus."
"Itshouldn’tmakeyousoserious.Idon’twanttoupsetyou.
