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rum　sauce　that　lasagne　caught　fire。

…　Yeah！　…　Nate　exclaimed。

Rufus　and　Jenny　laughed　happily　passed　the　plate　for　him；　a　broad　smile　on　the　face　of

excitement　arrested。　It　seemed　that　they　were　engaged！

Dan　could　not　endure　more。　Turned　up　and　bent　his　head　to　Vanessa。

…　Can　I　talk　to　you　a　minute？　…　He　was　very　nervous；　hands　train。

…　Okay　…　Vanessa　retorted；　suddenly　nervous　também。Será　who　dare　to　go　ahead　with　it　and

show　it　to　the　new　costumes？　Lyle　took　the　plate　and　he　turned　it　on　fire。

…　Thank　you　…　she　muttered　distracted。

Dan　stood　up。

…　e　on。

Vanessa　picked　up　the　bag　and　followed　by　the　long　corridor　to　the　quarto。O　department　of

Humphreys　was　one　of　those　relics　that　were　not　leased　retired　since　the　1940s。

It　was　large　and　dirty；　with　the　wooden　floor　cracked　and　paint　peeling　on　the　walls；　and

smelled　like　old　shoes　and　binding　mofada。　Dan　once　found　a　deck

which　was　printed　in　1955；　still　sealed；　on　a　shelf　of　the　office　of　her　father。　All　kings

seemed　Elvis　Presley。　They　were　amazing。

…　And　then？　…　Dan　began　bluntly　while　closing　the　door　of　the　room。　…　I　wanted　to　tell　you

something。

Vanessa　sat　on　the　ground　and　untied　shoelaces　of　the　boot　of　the　fight。　If　you　would

continue　with　what　it　had　to　make　quick；　before　we　stop　and　consider　the　matter。

…　Arr？　…　she　took　the　half　of　it　and　put　the　boots。　Two　nights　ago；　she　left　her　sister；

Ruby；　paint　the　nails　of　the　feet　of　her　chocolate…brown。　Were　still　very　good。　She　stood　up

and　undo　the　cardiga　black。

Dan　was　up　to　the　table　and　got　the　last　block　black；　thinking　that　perhaps；　if　the　show

Vanessa　as　his　poetry　was　bad；　she　understand　why　he　had　to　sex。　He　browse　the　pages。　They

were　full　of　beginnings　of　poems　such　as：　you　are　my　Frankenstein；　my　Liechtenstein；　my　God。

None　of　them　had　end　they　were　all　too　awful　to　be　pleted。　Read　them　left　the　red　with

shame。

…　I　can　not　write　anything　else　of　good　…　he　said；　still　browsing　the　block。

Vanessa　has　a　black　wool　skirt　and　pulled　the　shirt　collar　of　rulê　black　head　scraped　by。

Then　he　raised　his　hands　with　the　hips；　hoping　that　if　Dan　became。

…　I　went　thinking；　perhaps　the　reason　that　I　can　not　write　anything　is　because　。。。　…　Dan

closed　the　block　and　turned。　…　I　need　。。。　…　He　stopped　suddenly。

Vanessa　was　standing　near　his　bed；　using　a　half…cup　bra…ine　black　and　short…ine　black

thin　and　transparent　so　that　Dan　could　see　everything　through　them。