You could say it means endure, but that's not exactly right. The word means almost the same as it did in the previous sentence, but not quite. It is true I suffer migraines since my accident. I used to be pretty, but now I look sick. I used to be blond, but now my hair is black. I own a well-used library card and not much else, though it is true I live in a grand house full of expensive, useless objects. I live in Burlington, Vermont, with Mummy and three dogs. MY FULL NAME is Cadence Sinclair Eastman. We live, at least in the summertime, on a private island off the coast of Massachusetts. It doesn't matter if one of us is desperately, desperately in love. It doesn't matter if there's a cluster of pill bottles on the bedside table. It doesn't matter if trust-fund money is running out if credit card bills go unpaid on the kitchen counter. It doesn't matter if divorce shreds the muscles of our hearts so that they will hardly beat without a struggle. Our smiles are wide, our chins square, and our tennis serves aggressive. The Sinclairs are athletic, tall, and handsome. WELCOME TO THE beautiful Sinclair family.
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