第2部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

It　was　as　if　Vanessa　were　the　family　cat；　not　an　actual

human　being。　She　needed　to　be　back　in　the　real　world；　among　people　who　respected　her　and

didn？t　just　act　like　she　was　a　piece　of　furniture。　She？d　been　in　the　picture…perfect　Hamptons　for　no

more　than　fifteen　minutes；　and　she　was　already　ready　to　leave。

Arriving　at　the　third　set　of　stairs；　Vanessa　climbed　toward　her　attic　suite。　At　least　she？d　have

some　privacy　and　maybe　even　a　little　luxury　up　here；　right？　She　reached　the　top　step；　and　glanced

around；　looking　for　a　door　she　could　shut。　But　no；　the　stairs　went　straight　into　the　attic…room；

where　the　pitched　ceiling　was　so　low；　she　had　to　duck　to　step　inside。　What。The。　Fuck。

Taking　heaving；　pseudocalming　breaths；　she　walked　straight　down　the　middle　of　the　hot；　stuffy

room？the　only　possible　route　she　could　take　without　ducking。　She　dropped　her　bag　on　the　floor

and　tried　to　push　the　one　small　window　open。　Stuck。　More　than　stuck。Painted　shut。　Shit；　shit；　shit。

Vanessa　stripped　off　her　suddenly　sweaty　faded　black　T…shirt　and　unzipped　her　duffel。　She

pushed　aside　her　hair　trimmers　and　the　yellow…and…black　bumble…bee…striped　one…piece　bathing

suit　that　she？d　swiped　from　Jenny？s　underwear　drawer；　looking　for　her　black　ribbed　cotton　tank

top。

？Great；　you　found　it。？

She　turned　to　see　Ms。　Morgan；　now　thankfully　wearing　a　white　sundress；　standing　at　the　top　of

the　attic　stairs。　Good；　she　was　dressed。Vanessa；　unfortunately；　was　not。

This　wasn？t　quite　the　hot　summer　she？d　had　in　mind。

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Air　Mail　…　Par　Avion　…　July　10

Hey　Dan！

How？s　everything　going　in　the　city？　I　loooooove　Prague。　I？ve　been　spending　my　afternoons　at

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