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I need air, she thoughtI need to get out of this...Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I need air, she thoughtI need to get out of this house, away from all of themShe could hear the frightened voices of the children in the kitchenHer skin felt raw with nervesShe picked up her skirts and ranOutside the morning air was fresh and coolScarlett breathed deeply, tasting the freshnessA light breeze lifted the hair that clung to her sweaty neckWhen had she last done her hundred strokes with the hairbrush? She couldn't rememberMammy would be furiousOh- She put the knuckles of her right hand into her mouth to contain her grief and stumbled through the tall grasses of the pasture, down the hill to the woods knock off gucci bags that bordered the riverThe high-topped pines smelled sharply sweet; they shaded a soft thick mat of bleached needles, shed over hundreds of yearsWithin their shelter, Scarlett was alone, invisible from the houseShe crumpled wearily onto the cushioned ground, then settled herself in a sitting position with a tree trunk at her back She had to think; there must be some way to salvage her life from the ruins; she refused to believe differentBut she couldn't keep her mind from jumping aroundShe was so confused, so tiredShe'd been tired beforeWorse tired than thisWhen she had to get to Tara from Atlanta, with the Yankee army vintage cartier ladies watch on all sides, she hadn't let tired stop herWhen she had to forage for food all over the countryside, she hadn't given up because her legs and arms felt like dead weights pulling on herWhen she picked cotton until her hands were raw, when she hitched herself to the plow like she was a mule, when she had to find strength to keep going in spite of everything, she hadn't given up because she was tiredShe wasn't going to give up nowIt wasn't in her to give upShe stared ahead, facing all her demonsRhett's leaving her, saying that their marriage was deadThat was what she had to meet head-onShe heard his voice: wholesale rolex watches "Nothing's changed It couldn't be true! But it wasShe had to find a way to get him backShe'd always been able to get any man she wanted, and Rhett was a man like any other man, wasn't he? No, he wasn't like any other man, and that's why she wanted himShe shivered, suddenly afraid Suppose that this time she didn't win? She had always won, one way or anotherShe'd always gotten what she wanted, somehowAbove her head a bluejay cried raucously Scarlett looked up, heard a second jeering cry"Leave me alone," she shoutedThe bird flew away, a whirr of gaudy blue She had to think, to remember what Rhett had saidNot this morning or last tiffany canada night or whenever it was that Mammy diedWhat did he say at our house, the night he left Atlanta? He talked on and on, explaining thingsHe was so calm, so horribly patient, the way you can be with people you don't care enough about to get mad at them Her mind seized on an almost-forgotten sentence, and she forgot her exhaustionShe had found what she neededYes, yes, she remembered it clearlyRhett had offered her a divorceThen, after her furious rejection of the offer, he had said itScarlett closed her eyes, hearing his voice in her head"I'll come back often enough to keep gossip downShe hadn't won yet, but there was chanel watches a cha

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