Families And Survivors
“It is a heavily hot and humid night in May, in Virginia. Unlit lamps are hung all about the pool; in the dark the water glistens, barely moving, luminous. Around the pool are flowering shrubs, all blurs of white dim blooms, and the air smells indistinctly sweet.
From the house, some distance away from the pool, come the sounds of an adult party at its peak, a full continuous roar in which separate voices are absorbed. Later the noise will become discordant, broken by loud dissonant shouts, a few feminine shrieks.
Louisa Calloway (it is her tobacco-rich father’s pool) stretches her legs out before her, then brings them back, bent, to her right side. She puts her arms behind her, hands flat, and arches her chest. Tiny nipples stand out, and long brown hair swings back. “Sex appeal!” she whispers loudly.
Then she bursts out laughing.
Kate laughs, too—in fact they are both almost hysterical; laughter pushes upward in their throats.
Kate lies down on her side, supporting herself on an elbo...w; she crosses her feet at the ankles and sticks out her chest.MoreLess
From the house, some distance away from the pool, come the sounds of an adult party at its peak, a full continuous roar in which separate voices are absorbed. Later the noise will become discordant, broken by loud dissonant shouts, a few feminine shrieks.
Louisa Calloway (it is her tobacco-rich father’s pool) stretches her legs out before her, then brings them back, bent, to her right side. She puts her arms behind her, hands flat, and arches her chest. Tiny nipples stand out, and long brown hair swings back. “Sex appeal!” she whispers loudly.
Then she bursts out laughing.
Kate laughs, too—in fact they are both almost hysterical; laughter pushes upward in their throats.
Kate lies down on her side, supporting herself on an elbo...w; she crosses her feet at the ankles and sticks out her chest.MoreLess
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