The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. “You’ve grown out of them. But, I'll expose him. I must practise what I preach. I don’t think we’re altogether to blame if we don’t take some of your lot seriously. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden.
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