C.W. is worrying the hell out of me. That’s not unusual, but
this time he has assumed his shape of the teenager he calls Ronald Chadsworth,
the National Merit Scholar. He appears as a youngster of color with piercing
eyes, curly hair, countless questions, and a voice that would remove wallpaper.
He always tests my patience.
|As I understand it, the marriage|
contract says she must look silly
at all times. Weird. - C.W.
“With his allowance, yes.”
“They try to get rid of it.”
“So there will be more babies born?”
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