“They say you’re spooky.” Rosalind said. “That’s what they call you, Spooky, I heard them.” “Who?” Natalie said. “Who knows what I do?” “Well, I think it’s your own business,” said Rosalind critically. “I mean, everyone has the right to live the way they want, and naturally none of them has any right to call a person names just because a person wants to live their own way.” Feeling a sudden quick warmth toward Rosalind for not having watched her, Natalie said, “All I want them to do is leave me alone.” “Well, that’s what I say,” Rosalind said,
Natalie is comfortable in solitude, at least used to it. Solitude seems to be more comfortable than people, because human beings are unpredictable.
