The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat. This getting up at dawn—real dawn—and working until seven was a distinct novelty. Forever Fifteen’s characters can be seen proliferating in any affluent suburb near you: the middle class family struggling to survive in a uber-posh neighborhood while supporting three kids, the listless sixteen year old gifted student who decides Nazi fashion is “cool” for a week, the over-involved Ivy League bound kid next door, and the remodeling-obsessed ice queen sadly more interested in keeping up with the Joneses than with loving her own family. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning.
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