"Stop shouting. Look at him, he's frightened." "The hell with you. Now I know who's the dope around here. Me! For putting up with you."
He storms out, slamming the door behind him. "Sorry to interrupt you, sir, but we're going to be landing in a few minutes.
You'll have to fasten your seat belt again... Oh, you have it on, sir. You've had it on all the way from New York. Close to two hours..."
"I forgot all about it. I'll just leave it on until we land. It doesn't seem to bother me any more."
Now I can see where I got the unusual motivation for becoming smart that so amazed everyone at first.
It was something Rose Gordon lived with day and night. Her fear, her guilt, her shame that Charlie was a moron.
Her dream that something could be done. The urgent question always: whose fault was it, hers or Matt's?
Only after Norma proved to her that she was capable of having normal children, and that I was a freak,
did she stop trying to make me over. But I guess I never stopped wanting to be the smart boy she wanted me to be, so that she would love me.
A funny thing about Guarino. I should resent him for what he did to me, and for taking advantage of Rose and Matt, but somehow I can't.
After that first day, he was always pleasant to me. There was always the pat on the shoulder,
the smile, the encouraging word that came my way so rarely. He treated me—even then—as a human being.
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