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I
didn
’
t
dare
.
The
best
I
could
do
was
rest
my
elbow
on
the
back
of
her
seat
,
but
by
the
time
I
got
there
I
had
to
shift
position
to
wipe
the
perspiration
off
my
face
and
neck
.
Once
,
her
leg
accidentally
brushed
against
mine
.
It
became
such
an
ordeal
—
so
painful
—
that
I
forced
myself
to
take
my
mind
off
her
.
The
first
picture
had
been
a
war
film
,
and
all
I
caught
was
the
ending
where
the
G
.
I
.
goes
back
to
Europe
to
marry
the
woman
who
saved
his
life
.
The
second
picture
interested
me
.
A
psychological
film
about
a
man
and
woman
apparently
in
love
but
actually
de
stroying
each
other
.
Everything
suggests
that
the
man
is
going
to
kill
his
wife
but
at
the
last
moment
,
something
she
screams
out
in
a
nightmare
makes
him
recall
something
that
happened
to
him
during
his
childhood
.
The
sudden
memory
shows
him
that
his
hatred
is
really
directed
at
a
de
praved
governess
who
had
terrified
him
with
frightening
stories
and
left
a
flaw
in
his
personality
.
Excited
at
discover
ing
this
,
he
cries
out
with
joy
so
that
his
wife
awakens
.
He
takes
her
in
his
arms
and
the
implication
is
that
all
his
problems
have
been
solved
.
It
was
pat
and
cheap
,
and
I
must
have
shown
my
anger
because
Alice
wanted
to
know
what
was
wrong
.
"
It
’
s
a
lie
,
"
I
explained
,
as
we
walked
out
into
the
lobby
.
"
Things
just
don
’
t
happen
that
way
.
"
"
Of
course
not
.
"
She
laughed
.
"
It
’
s
a
world
of
make
-
believe
.
"
"
Oh
,
no
!
That
’
s
no
answer
.
"
I
insisted
.
"
Even
in
the
world
of
make
-
believe
there
have
to
be
rules
.
The
parts
have
to
be
consistent
and
belong
together
.
This
kind
of
picture
is
a
lie
.
Things
are
forced
to
fit
because
the
writer
or
the
director
or
somebody
wanted
something
in
that
didn
’
t
belong
.
And
it
doesn
’
t
feel
right
.
"
She
looked
at
me
thoughtfully
as
we
walked
out
into
the
bright
dazzling
night
-
lights
of
Times
Square
.
"
You
’
re
coming
along
fast
.
"
"
I
’
m
confused
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
know
any
more
.
"
"
Never
mind
that
,
"
she
insisted
.
"
You
’
re
beginning
to
see
and
understand
things
.
"
She
waved
her
hand
to
take
in
all
of
the
neon
and
glitter
around
us
as
we
crossed
over
to
Seventh
Avenue
.
"
You
’
re
beginning
to
see
what
’
s
behind
the
surface
of
things
.
