and handed Elise an oversized T…shirt and a pair of sweatpants。 ？Sleep in these；？ she directed。
Otherwise Elise might decide to sleep in the nude； which would be very uncool； especially if
Rufus came home later that night and barged into Jenny？s room to give a senseless sermon on the
meaning of life； as he was sometimes known to do when he？d drunk too much wine。 She pulled
out some pajamas for herself and closed the drawer。 ？I？m going to take a shower。 You can use my
cell phone if you want to call your mom。？
Elise took the clothes and gazed up at the paintings on Jenny？s wall。 Over the bed was one of the
Humphreys？ cat； Marx； dozing on the stove； painted in thick oils。 Marx was a deep turquoise color；
and the stove was red。 Near the window was a self…portrait of Jenny？s feet； with her toenails
painted orange and the bones in her feet painted blue。
？You？re really good。？ Elise slipped her jeans down over her knees。 ？Don？t you want to finish my
portrait？？
Jenny grabbed her pink terrycloth bathrobe from the hook on the back of her door。 ？Not tonight；？
she responded； quickly heading down the hall to the bathroom。 She？d take a long； hot shower； and
hopefully by the time she came out Elise would be asleep。 Tomorrow they would eat their Eggos
and go sledding in the park and goof around like normal girls。 No more experimentation。 As far as
Jenny was concerned； experimentation was pletely overrated。
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？Hold the reins in one hand and the whip in the other；？ Georgie instructed Nate。 They were up in
Georgie？s attic； but instead of hanging out inside the gorgeous antique carriage and smoking dope