Anne Rice - v1, Lasher

Anne Rice v1 Lasher

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Unformatted text preview: he was bad, and she didn't mean to do bad. She was just sort of a ... pagan. And freedom she had all right, for her pagan ways, and the confes- sion of accelerated sexual activity had also been calculated. Within weeks of Mona's decision to go active, the phone had been ringing off the hook with stories of Mona's various liaisons. "Do you know that child likes to do it in the cemetery!" Cecilia had cried. But what could Gifford do? Alicia loathed the very sight of Gifford now. She would not let Gifford in the house, though Gifford went there all the time of course. Ancient Evelyn told no one what she saw or didn't see. "I told you all about my boyfriends," Mona had said. "Don't choose to worry about this!" At least Ancient Evelyn did not tell those tales night and day, of how she and Julien had danced together to the music of the Victrola. And it may not have ever reached Mona's tender ears that her great- grandmother had had an affair with Cousin Stella. After all, not even clever Mr. Lightner...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.

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