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"No, it hasn't, Chris I heard her

clio, and you know she's afraid of small, confined places--how could she climb the stairs?"

"Were you sleeping when you heard her?"

I shivered What the devil were they talking about? Which grandmother?

"Yes," she uess I did drift into nightmares after I finished my bath and lay out on the bedroo the stairs up here I don't knohy I co my mind I feel I am her sometimes, and then I hate myself!"

"No, you're not her, and Moain Virginia is three thousand one Ask yourself one question whenever you are in doubt--if we could survive the worst, doesn't it stand to reason we should be able to bear the best?"

I wanted to run, wanted to stay I felt I, too, was drowning in their sea of deceit even when I didn't understand what they were talking about I sao people, , less dependable

"Kiss hosts Say you love me and alill, no matter what I do"

Eagerly enough he did all of that When he had her convinced, she wanted him to dance with her She replaced the needle on the record and again the music soared

Shriveled up tight and small, I watched him try to do the difficult ballet steps that would have been so easy for race to partner so to even see hih she put on another record where he could lead

Dancing in the dark,

'Til the tune ends, we're dancing in the dark

Now Dad was confident, holding her close, his cheek pressed to hers as they went gliding around the floor

"I miss the paper flowers that used to flutter in our wake," she said softly

"And down the stairs the tere quietly watching the small black-and-white TV set in the corner" His eyes were closed, his voice soft and dreamy "You were only fourteen, and I loved you even then, much to my shame"