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PROGRESS REPORT 14
Alicewaslyingthere,herblouseopenwhereIhadunbuttonedit,herfaceflushed,eyeswideindisbelief."Iloveyou..."thewordschokedoutofme,"butIcan’tdoit.SomethingIcan’texplain,butifIhadn’tstopped,Iwouldhatemyselffortherestofmylife.Don’taskmetoexplain,oryou’llhatemetoo.IthastodowithCharlie.Forsomereason,hewon’tletmemakelovetoyou."
Shelookedawayandbuttonedherblouse."Itwasdifferenttonight,"shesaid."Youdidn’tgetnauseaorpanicoranythinglikethat.Youwantedme."
"Yes,Iwantedyou,butIwasn’treallymakinglovetoyou.Iwasgoingtouseyou—inaway—butIcan’texplain.Idon’tunderstanditmyself.Let’sjustsayI’mnotreadyyet.AndIcan’tfakeitorcheatorpretendit’sallrightwhenit’snot.It’sjustanotherblindalley."
Igotuptogo.
"Charlie,don’trunawayagain."
"I’mthroughrunning.I’vegotworktodo.TellthemI’llbebacktothelabinafewdays—assoonasIgetcontrolofmyself."
Ilefttheapartmentinafrenzy.Downstairs,infrontofthebuilding,Istood,notknowingwhichwaytogo.NomatterwhichpathItookIgotashockthatmeantanothermistake.Everypathwasblocked.But,God...everythingIdid,everywhereIturned,doorswereclosedtome.
Therewasnoplacetoenter.Nostreet,noroom,nowoman.
Finally,IstumbleddownintothesubwayandtookitdowntoForty-ninthStreet.Notmanypeople,buttherewasablondewithlonghairwhoremindedmeofFay.
