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was I so much like her?
“Cathy, you’re awfully pretty. Maybe too pretty. I look at you and see our mother all over again, the way you move your hands, and the way you tilt your head to the side. Don’t enchant our doctor too much. I mean, after all, he’s a man. He has no wife—and you’ll be living in the same house with him.” He looked up, his eyes suddenly sharp. “Don’t rush into anything trying to escape what you feel for me. I mean it, Cathy.”
“Oh, Cathy, what a life we’re going to live, you and I! What heaven will be ours when you find out you’ve got sole property rights to the handsomest and most gifted and graceful danseur ever born.” He drew me even closer and whispered in my ear, “And I haven’t said a word about the talented lover I am.”
He shot me a fierce, distraught look then bore down hard on the gas pedal! We sped down all those rain-slick streets, and every so often he’d glance my way to see how I was enjoying the terrifying ride! He laughed, wild and crazy, then braked so fast I was flung forward so my forehead struck the windshield! Blood trickled from the cut. Next he snatched the purse from my lap, leaned to unlock my door, then he shoved me out into the pouring rain!