Charlie might not interfere if I wanted to make love to Fay.
He would probably just stand in the doorway and watch. But the moment I came close to Alice, he panicked.
Why was he afraid to let me love Alice? She sat on the couch, looking at me, waiting to see what I would do.
And what could I do? I wanted to take her in my arms and...
As I began to think of it, the warning came. "Are you all right, Charlie? You're so pale."
I sat down on the couch beside her. "Just a little dizzy. It'll pass."
But I knew it would only get worse as long as Charlie felt there was danger I'd make love to her.
And then I got the idea. It disgusted me at first, but suddenly I realized the only way to overcome this paralysis was to outwit him.
If for some reason Charlie was afraid of Alice but not of Fay, then I would turn out the lights, and pretend I was making love to Fay.
He would never know the difference. It was wrong—disgusting—but if it worked it would break Charlie's strangle hold on my emotions.
I would know afterwards that I had loved Alice, and that this was the only way.
"I'm all right now. Let's sit in the dark for a while," I said, turning off the lights and waiting to collect myself.
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