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Unhappy

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Unhappy

"...'Laura,' I said,' have you still got a crush on Alex Thomas? Because if you do, you should try to get over it.'

'I dont have a crush on him,' she said with scorn. 'I never had a crush. Crush is such a horrible word. It really stinks.' She'd become less pious since going to school, and her language had become a good deal stronger. Stinks was in the ascendant.

'Whatever you want to call it, you should give it up. It's just not possible.' I said gently. 'It will only make you unhappy.'

Laura put her arms around her knees. 'Unhappy,' she said. 'What on earth do you know about unhappy?'..."

--- Chapter 'Xanadu' of Book VII,from The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood

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