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"Can I come up?" he asked at her doorstep. She had her own apartment in “approved student housing” now; she had let him “come up” three or four times, and twice he had stayed all night.
“I don’t think so tonight, Dave,” she said, not quite meeting his eyes. “I’m really very-“
“What’s the matter? You sick?”
“No; it’s just that I’m so tired I want to go right to sleep. And I’ve got that awful Chaucer exam tomorrow.”
After turning back to watch him retreat up the sidewalk, hunched in his raincoat, she wondered why she had sent him away. Life was confusing.”
- Richard Yates (The Easter Parade)
“I don’t think so tonight, Dave,” she said, not quite meeting his eyes. “I’m really very-“
“What’s the matter? You sick?”
“No; it’s just that I’m so tired I want to go right to sleep. And I’ve got that awful Chaucer exam tomorrow.”
After turning back to watch him retreat up the sidewalk, hunched in his raincoat, she wondered why she had sent him away. Life was confusing.”
- Richard Yates (The Easter Parade)