She opened this and scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence— upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor. Looking for something, or someone, probably. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. Slowly and ruefully she realized why marriage was so idealized among her generations of those before her. Their conversation hung. ‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all. Katy oozed money from every pore of her being.
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