Chapter 8
On the flight to Las Vegas, Gerry, the dancer, had wanted to sit with Lindy. But Julie had claimed her for her own and an argument had taken place which left the boy out of Julie's graces. He sat, pouting, with one of the gay chorus members near the tail of the plane.
Julie and Lindy didn't say much. What was there to say? They had an awareness of each other now that required not the use of words but of looks and feelings.
While they were having lunch, Julie asked, "Still upset about last night?"
"No, I'm still surprised about it, but I'm not upset. I've got too much to look forward to." Lindy took a bite of her salad.
"That dancer the one you've been f*****g regularly?" Julie asked, looking down at her food.
"Jesus, do you have to be so loud?"
Julie didn't react.
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