Lucy stood in front of the piano. ” Lucy said as he fondled her breasts absentmindedly. If he decided to watch television upstairs with his mother, she would probably retire before he did, but she was a light sleeper. John spent the first weeks of summer backpacking in Europe, and she heard occasional news from Michelle of his whereabouts. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration. His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. ” She looked thoughtfully into the fire. I somehow understood. Dare we look back upon the darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled, is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of this.
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