"Something so deep and significant that Charlie inside me is terrified whenever there seems to be any chance of my making love to you."
"And not with her?" I shrugged. "That's how I know it's not important with her.
It doesn't mean enough for Charlie to panic." "Great!" she laughed.
"And ironic as hell. When you talk about him that way, I hate him for coming between us.
Do you think he'll ever let you... let us..." "I don't know. I hope so."
I left her at the door. We shook hands, and yet, strangely, it was much closer and more intimate than an embrace would have been.
I went home and made love to Fay, but kept thinking of Alice.
July 27 — Working around the clock. Over Fay's protests, I've had a cot moved into the lab.
She's become too possessive and resentful of my work.
I think she could tolerate another woman, but not this complete absorption in something she can't follow.
I was afraid it would come to this, but I have no patience with her now.
I'm jealous of every moment away from the work —impatient with anyone who tries to steal my time.
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