I do not wish to return to Paris. Shari was to be protected, to be dissuaded from driving in cars with older boys at night, to be steered away from dope and beer and certain friends who had no plans to work or to go to college. They’ve just got to keep white. Everything in the world had changed for her. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. It will be a little lonely sometimes,” she said, looking around at them, “and I shall miss you all, but it is the fairest for myself —and I think for you. Melusine gritted her teeth.
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