It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. But the indecision, which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed. Jack was not half your age when he died. “Hello?” She asked as she cradled the phone by her ear.
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