Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. How on earth does it concern you?” Annabel laughed hardly. Annabel watched her with wide-open, terrified eyes. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. FOREWORD Forever Fifteen was born of a dream I had in 2002, a dream that was part nightmare. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. The teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired of. “Michelle, I think that you are the victim of an extremely overactive imagination. Where is Father Spencer? I must have absolution.
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