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Chapter 17
Itisaterriblethingtocreateaman,andmoreterribletocreateamanlikethis.Soamazinglymale,soamazinglybeautiful.
RalphdeBricassart,plusalittleofherself.Howcouldshenotbemovedatseeinginitsextremeyouththebodyofthemanwhohadjoinedinlovewithher?Sheclosedhereyes,embarrassed,hatinghavingtothinkofhersonasaman.Didhelookatherandseeawomanthesedays,orwasshestillthatwonderfulcipher,Mum?Goddamnhim,Goddamnhim!Howdaredhegrowup?
"Doyouknowanythingaboutwomen,Dane?"sheaskedsuddenly,openinghereyesagain.
Hesmiled."Thebirdsandthebees,youmean?"
"Thatyouknow,withJustineforasister.Whenshediscoveredwhatlaybetweenthecoversofphysiologytextbookssheblurteditallouttoeveryone.No,ImeanhaveyoueverputanyofJustine’sclinicaltreatisesintopractice?"
Hisheadmovedinaquicknegativeshake,hesliddownontothegrassbesideherandlookedintoherface."Funnyyoushouldaskthat,Mum.I’vebeenwantingtotalktoyouaboutitforalongtime,butIdidn’tknowhowtostart."
"You’reonlyeighteen,love.Isn’titabitsoontobethinkingofputtingtheoryintopractice?"Onlyeighteen.Only.Hewasaman,wasn’the?
"That’sit,whatIwantedtotalktoyouabout.Notputtingitintopracticeatall."
Howcoldthewindwas,blowingdownfromtheGreatDivide.Peculiar,shehadn’tnoticeduntilnow.Wherewasherrobe?"Notputtingitintopracticeatall,"shesaiddully,anditwasnotaquestion.
"That’sright.
