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Chapter 17
"Well,whereelsecanIscreamandyellandhowlbutonastage?I’mnotallowedtodoanyofthosehere,oratschool,oranywhere!Ilikescreamingandyellingandhowling,dammit!"
"Butyou’resogoodatart,Jussy!Whynotbeanartist?"Meggiepersevered.
Justineturnedfromthehugegasstove,flickedherfingeragainstacylindergauge."Imusttellthekitchenrouseabouttochangebottles;we’relow.It’lldofortoday,though."ThelighteyessurveyedMeggiewithpity."You’resoimpractical,Mum,really.Ithoughtitwassupposedtobethechildrenwhodidn’tstoptoconsideracareer’spracticalaspects.Letmetellyou,Idon’twanttostarvetodeathinagarretandbefamousafterI’mdead.IwanttoenjoyabitoffamewhileI’mstillalive,andbeverycomfortablefinancially.SoI’llpaintasahobbyandactforaliving.How’sthat?"
"You’vegotanincomefromDrogheda,Jussy,"Meggiesaiddesperately,breakinghervowtoremainsilentnomatterwhat."Itwouldnevercometostarvinginagarret.Ifyou’dratherpaint,it’sallright.Youcan."
Justinelookedalert,interested."HowmuchhaveIgot,Mum?"
"Enoughthatifyoupreferred,youneedneverworkatanything."
"Whatabore!I’denduptalkingonthetelephoneandplayingbridge;atleastthat’swhatthemothersofmostofmyschoolfriendsdo.BecauseI’dbelivinginSydney,notonDrogheda.IlikeSydneymuchbetterthanDrogheda."Agleamofhopeenteredhereye.
