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Mothers Cry

she ran right into my arms and we were both laughing and kissing and laughing and kissing so we could hardly breathe for joy of being together again and when we got quiet I could hardly know Beatty. She had got sort of beautiful in a way. Maybe it was the French clothes she had on. She was kind of more like Alice. She had on lots of lipstick and we laughed because my face was full of it from her kissing me and she was wearing big long earrings too and her hair kind of tight back only now she had let it grow long. Beatty was like that when other people had their hair long she wanted it short and when other people had their hair short she wanted it long. She talked differently too. Her voice was sort of fuller and deeper and older and she was a little stouter too sort of more developed.
It would have been lovely if we could all have had Christmas dinner together but Artie wouldn't let Danny come and jenny couldn't on account of being pregnant again and expecting any minute.
But Artie and Beatty and Alice and I had dinner together and my how everybody talked at once. Beatty told us how first she got a job in Paris working in an office and then she got a job on a newspaper. Alice was to Europe lots of times and the two of them got to talking about places and my they had been all over to Venice and Perpignan and Abruzzi and Sorrento and Le Touquet and Brussels and Freiburg and Oberammergau and the Tyrol and Rome and Nimes and Pau and Seville and I don't know where all else. I asked Beatty wasn't she afraid to go alone to all those places but she said she wasn't always alone. But now Beatty said I've knocked around enough and I'm coming home to write the great American novel or maybe it'll be a play I don't know. It'll be a great something anyway.

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