“The sculpting goes on apace. Have begun a head of C. – not that he ever has time for posing. I have to work from photographs (as with Aunt M.) & quick sketches on the rare occasions when he or he & D. are here. J. is one year old almost, & C. manages to ride her on his back, if he holds one of her little hands. The great engineer, crawling around on his knees, falling on his face sometimes, laughing. In her diary, Brett’s little daughter had no place, had not been mentioned, and the thought... of her in the Brunswick Corner living room no longer made Edith giggle. Cliffie and Debbie now had a pleasant house in the country near Princeton, a comfortable number of miles from Debbie’s parents, and Edith sometimes visited them there. Brett had vanished like a shadow that never was, never had been. Just now Cliffie commuted once a week to New York, where he stayed overnight in the apartment he and Debbie maintained. For a period of two months, Cliffie was in conference with other engineers of his company, discussing current work in Kuwait where he had just come from, or he was at home in New Jersey working on an invention of his own which he did not talk about to anyone (outside of his company), even Debbie.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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