Alone at Night
Vin Packer
Language: English
Pages: 117
ISBN: 1522699627
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
On their first night Carrie had been nervous, and Slater had tried to think of some way to make it easier for her, to show her how fine and free it could be. But the moment they’d stepped into the cabin, she had undressed, matter-of-factly, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Her body was white and incredibly lovely, and Slater had felt desire engulf him. He had held her, hungrily, and hardly listed to the one thing she’d said. ''I don’t think I’ll be much good at this.'' She had been so cruelly right. And that, in a way, was what had killed her. That, and a beautiful woman named Jenny.
their viewpoint. But I admire them; they seem very gay, filled with alacrity.” “Don’t you ever mix with them?” “I’m bound to, father. We have classes together. We’re not close, though. They think I’m odd, and I suspect I am, from their point of view.” At such times he would think again of her mother, the same way he used to think of the dead as a small boy … as though she were just invisible now, but very much present and watching all of it. Often, alone in his room, he would weep and whisper,
do that for me.” “What good would that do? What would it accomplish? Laura, put your mind at ease. He won’t come here.” “He just left here, father.” “He did what?” “He was outside my window just now.” “I’m going to call the police.” Leydecker’s hand reached across for the telephone. Her hand stopped his. “Father, please listen to me. I beg you to listen to me. For once!” “Well, Laura?” “He’ll come back again. He will, father, no matter if you call the police or not.” “Don’t you worry.
city could exist on its home-grown industry; all the big money was on the outside. The thing was, to pull it in, and that was what Kenneth Leydecker intended to do — pull it in! The trouble with Slater Burr’s kind was that they did not want to work for anyone else; they were living back in the forties, when there was a war and war contracts … The trouble with small cities categorized as “depressed areas” was they did not gang up on the Slater Burrs — force them to act … Well, Kenneth Leydecker
idol, and he picked out Laura Leydecker to make his way by new means. Selma had grown accustomed to having her brother “away”. His letters from prison were filled with talk of parole, but she had not counted on it. The truth was, she had counted on never having to worry about Buzzy returning to Cayuta. In prison he had worked in the kitchen, and taken correspondence courses. Selma had figured that when he got out, he would get a job somewhere miles away. In her mind’s eye, she had seen herself
love, in the softness of her eyes, the release of her full lips from their tightness, the beautiful, soft countenance of calm. “Now do you see?” he said. “But you were angry when you left this morning. I’d never seen you so angry.” “Yes. I collected my thoughts in the car, on the way to the office … You see, Jenny, everything works out.” … Whoom! … Well, Carrie, it does; lookit me, hmmm? He said to Jen, “Is Cloward in the living room?” “Yes … Slater, I’m sorry.” “Oh, God, don’t apologize!