how you'll feel tomorrow."

"I don't wanna go with the group! Group group, who wants to go with the group? We're supposed to be on a vacation!" She screwed up her face, mocking tears. "Anyway.. utopia."

"What?" Fran said.

"Hero. Now. The wholewhirl. Ever'budy's nico." Tho words were tightening in her mouth. "Unnerstan?"

"Homogenized," Fran said.

"Egg-ack-ly!" said Sue, striking her finger into the air.

"What do you mean by that?"

"In your li'lo ol' way you'r making the big push for innagrati on. You think we got to be like over 'budy else to get by. You make with the sh-sh and the gɔbblodygook all the ti mo " She crossed her lips with a forefinger. "How you 'xpect anybudy to unnerstan about us if you don 't ..

if you don't stan' up to be counted?" Simpering a little at the phrase, she repeated: "Stan' up an' bo count ed How can people make their compar'зons? You want we should all be alike? Ugh!" She screwed up her face to go with the word and, intoxicated as she was, it was seconds before she unscrewed the look.

"Nobudy's got in'ibitions when I'm swizzled. Nobudy's cruel. Live'n let live's the motto of my ewtopia. Anyway," she waved her hand in the air, "booze fits me good right now, like stockings on my beautiful gams." She raised a leotard dressed leg and wiggled her toes.

"My!" Fran said, and: "Well, I'm going to bed.

"Jushed when I'm in a purp. " Sue hiccuped, purplish passion."

"Look," Fran said, throwing her jeans on the rustic chair and slipping under the drab army blanket, "I'm going to sleep and I'm turning off the coleman. Hear?

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