"Who?"

"Me."

"No. I mean, who they?"

"Must you be so technical?" Then she said: "Tell me, Lexie darling, does the sun warm us? or do we warm it?"

"Oh, no!" Lexie slapped her palm to forehead with an exaggerated snap. "Are you going through that again?"

"Why not?"

Barbara turned a coy-cunning glance to Lexie. "It worked so beautifully the first timo. Didn't it?" wheroupon Lexie hurled a pillow at Barbara, who ducked Just in timo.

Thoughts on Isolation

When you are young and haven't many friends, you begin to wonder and think about life a little When you skirt down the hallway between classes you feel awkward, badlydressed and inferior. Later you feel resentment when alone and not so self-conscious, because you realize you are not inferior, not mentally anyway. You stop shaking and attempt to analyze the matter sensibly.

You have a few friends and they are very close. You think...Claire paints and someday sho'll be really great. Her intelligence and wonderful sense of humor have mado her a leader among her friends and an officer of the class. Yet people who don't like her, detest her! Probably jealous, you surmise.

Then Barbara. She is the glamorous type but it doesn't interfere with her academic life...a rare trait in a toonager. She is liked by many people and is respected by you.

The most complex of your friends is Ricky. She isn't liked as a rule simply because people fail to understand

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