There was a pause, and then the front door slammed. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. When I realized that she was a liar and a mean bitch I broke it off with her for good. "Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind.
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