669小说网

第19部分（第2页）

…　I　do　not　care！　…　Jenny　shouted；　throwing　down　the　panda　and　irrompendo　a　furious　attack　of

tears。　…　Do　not　turn　to　what　you　think！　We　did　nothing　wrong。

Rufus　is　squat　and　pulled　from　the　shelves　of　Jenny　intact　a　copy　of　Anna　Karenina　that　he

had　last　summer。

He　stood　up　and　shot　in　bed。

…　Let　me　tell　you　what　I　think　…　berrou　him。　…　I　think　you　need　to　stay　in　the　house　by

reading　more　books！

Jenny　looked　at　the　book　infantile　and　kicked　until　he　slipped　and　fell　on　the　bed　floor　of

wood。　Rufus　shook　his　head　in　disgust　and　turned；　closing　the　door　behind　you　before　you

really　lose　your　head。

Dan　heard　from　his　room；　still　watching　the　movie　that　is　repeated　on　the　puter　screen。

Now　that　had　passed　the　initial　shock　of　seeing　a　film　starring　his　sister　porn　on　the　Web；

he　saw　that　there　was　something　terribly　familiar　in　the　work　of　the　camera。　The　unusual

angles。　The　way　the　camera　is　very　close；　the　images　were　almost　abstract；　and　then；　in　a

panoramic；　Nate　and　Jenny　are　just　one　point　squirmy　in　pure　white　snow。　It　was　the　work　of

Vanessa　Abrams；　Dan　was　sure。

He　turned　off　the　puter；　enojado　with　himself　for　having　seen　for　so　long；　but　even　more

enojado　with　Vanessa　and　Jenny。　As　they　turn　into　。。。　Dan　got　the　black　block　and

immediately　thought　of　a　new　word　ara　begin　the　exercise　of　blocking　writer。　He　took　the　pen

and　wrote。

Putas

No　one　gives　reuni？ozinha。

You　may　find　that　having　a　summer　home　of　the　city　as　far　as　Mount　Desert　Island　in　Maine；

it　means　lonely；　but　Mount　Desert　was　full　of　enormous　〃cottages〃　on　holiday　in　the

ownership　of　the　oldest　families　and　richest　of　New　York　and　children　playing　together

during　the　summers　and　holidays　since　crawl。　In　the　secondary；　most　of　them　went　to

different　schools　throughout　the　East　Coast。　So　when　they　saw　the　island　again；　was　like　a

reunion　of　former　colleagues。　On　July　4　a　whole　gang　of　them　was　a　huge　bonfire　on　the　beach

and　light　fireworks　which　were　smuggled　from　Canada。　And　throughout　Christmas　Eve　Nate

always　walked　with　the　same　two　guys　and　smoked　his　pipe　in　the　game　room。

The　game　room　was　covered　in　panels　of　oak；　had　a　huge　fireplace　of　stone　and　a　slate　floor

of　which　was　heated　by　copper　pipes　underneath　it。　There　were　impressive　horns　hang　on　the

walls；　taken　from　deer　and