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The Aristocracy of pull
"Yousee,whenIgotthejobinthedimestore,Icouldhavemovedtoabetterroom,"shesaidtothesobsister,inapology,"butIdon’tthinkitmattersmuchwhereyousleepatnight,soIsavedmymoney,becauseI’llneeditforsomethingimportantinthefuture—"
Shestoppedandsmiled,shakingherheaddazedly."IthoughtI’dneedit,"shesaid.
"Youlookfine,"saidthesobsister."Youcan’tseemuchinthatallegedmirror,butyou’reokay."
"Thewayallthishappened,I...Ihaven’thadtimetocatchupwithmyself.Butyousee,Jimiswonderful.Hedoesn’tmindit,thatI’monlyasalesgirlfromadimestore,livinginaplacelikethis.Hedoesn’tholditagainstme."
"Uh-huh,"saidthesobsister;herfacelookedgrim.
CherrylrememberedthewonderofthefirsttimeJimTaggarthadcomehere.Hehadcomeoneevening,withoutwarning,amonthaftertheirfirstmeeting,whenshehadgivenuphopeofeverseeinghimagain.Shehadbeenmiserablyembarrassed,shehadfeltasifsheweretryingtoholdasunrisewithinthespaceofamudpuddle—butJimhadsmiled,sittingonheronlychair,lookingatherflushedfaceandatherroom.Thenhehadtoldhertoputonhercoat,andhehadtakenhertodinneratthemostexpensiverestaurantinthecity.
Hehadsmiledatheruncertainty,atherawkwardness,atherterrorofpickingthewrongfork,andatthelookofenchantmentinhereyes.