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I didnt mean to put all this sadness on you. I just find Christmas.. .difficult. Oh, Henry! Im so glad youre here, and, you know, Id rather knowI mean, you just come out of nowhere, and disappear, and if I know things, about your life, you seem more.
I run my hands over her hair and come away with a small handful of snow that melts immediately. Whats wrong? Clare takes in the untouched food, my uncheerful demeanor. Youre sulking because theres no mayo? Hey. Hush. I sit down on the broken old La-Z
Todd: Clare, what are your plans for tonight? 克莱尔,你今晚做什么? Clare: Well, tonight, first of all I'm going to head back home and take a nap because I've got a big night ahead of me. So, I'm going to be going out quite late, about 11
Hayley:hey,mom. Clare:Yeah? Hayley:Can I have forty dollars for lunch? Clare:Forty dollars? Hayley:I also need a book for school. Clare:What book? Hayley:I want a dress. Clare:Do you have any idea what a bad liar you are? Alex:Id be more worried that
Clare spreads the towel on the ground and dumps out the contents of the bag: every imaginable kind of writing implement. Old ballpoint pens, little stubby pencils from the library, crayons, smelly Magic Markers, a fountain pen. She also has a bunch o
Santa is magic. Youre not Santa. Meaning Im not magic? Geez, Louise, youre a tough customer. Im not Louise, I know. Youre Clare. Clare Anne Abshire, born May 24, 1971. Your parents are Philip and Lucille Abshire, and you live with them and your grand
Thats a great idea. But what I really need isnt money, its clothing. Clare looks at me doubtfully. Does your dad have any clothes he doesnt need? Even a pair of pants would be great. I mean, I like this towel, dont get me wrong, its just that where I
Everyone is weirded out. Im very weirded out. Husband? Husband? Thursday, April 12, 1984 (Henry is 36, Clare is 12) HENRY: Clare and I are playing chess in the fire circle in the woods. Its a beautiful spring day, and the woods are alive with birds c
(You can still be cool )when youre dead. In fact, its much easier, because you arent getting old and fat and losing your hair. Clare hums the beginning of When Im 64. She moves her rook forward five spaces. I can checkmate her now, and I point th
I guess. And what do you vote for? Clare is silent. Her pragmatism and her romantic feelings about Jesus and Mary are, at thirteen, almost equally balanced. A year ago she would have said God without hesitation. In ten years she will vote for determi
I move Queens Bishop to KB4. Its not fair that you know everything about me but you never tell me anything about you. True. Its not fair. I try to look regretful, and obliging. I mean, Ruth and Helen and Megan and Laura tell me everything and I tell
It makes me kind of wonder about fairy tales. I mean, if youre real, then why shouldnt fairy tales be real, too? Clare stands up, still pondering the board, and does a little dance, hopping around like her pants are on fire. I think the ground is get
Sunday, September 23, 1984 (Henry is 35, Clare is 13) HENRY: I am in the clearing, in the Meadow. Its very early in the morning, just before dawn. Its late summer, all the flowers and grasses are up to my chest. Its chilly. I am alone. Ive never seen
Pretty please? Okay, Ill try. She stands up, slowly. This is the year Clare got tall, quickly. In the past year she has grown five inches, and she has not yet become accustomed to her new body. Breasts and legs and hips, all newly minted. I try not t
Why did you say was? No reason. Lucille is fine. Dont worry. Hes lying. My stomach tightens and I wrap my arms around my knees and put my head down. HENRY: I cannot believe that I have made a slip of the tongue of this magnitude. I stroke Clares hair
CLARE: Ive been waiting all day for Henry. Im so excited. I got my drivers license yesterday, and Daddy said I could take the Fiat to Ruths party tonight. Mama doesnt like this at all, but since Daddy has already said yes she cant do much about it. I
I am sleepy and content. It is January in my present, and Clare and I are struggling. This summer interlude is idyllic. Clare says, Id like to draw you, just like that. Upside down and asleep? Relaxed. You look so peaceful. Why not? Go ahead. We are
and part of me doesnt want to beat up somebody whos taped to a tree. Jason is bright red. It contrasts nicely with the gray duct tape. Oh, says Clare. You know, I think thats enough. I am relieved. So of course I say, You sure? I mean there are all s
Thats all I need to hear. I draw the gun and step to Clares side. I point it at the guys chest. Hi, Jason, Clare says. I thought you might like to come out with us. He does the same thing I would do, drops and rolls out of range, but he doesnt do it
I think about it. Yeah. Well, anyway, the stuff you were drinking was about forty proof. And you had two whiskeys.. .but you seemed perfectly fine and then all of a sudden you looked awful, and then you passed out, and I thought about it and realiz