part two

....."You want to know who I am, when you don't even know who you are yourself?" he said. Enough had been said. She had been confused by the interchange and would probably obey any command uttered in an authoritative enough voice. "Come on," he said, gesturing to the gap under the fence.

.....She went under without asking any more questions although her expression had sobered to a quizzical frown. She needed to be cheered. If he made her laugh she would forget her mistrust. Gordy stopped at a half filled bag of concrete with a huge tear that had been snowed on and was half solid. "Look!" he said, grinning like a circus clown, "A volcano! Or a cabbage patch kid!" He kicked his foot through the half-solid stuff: "The Grand Canyon!" While Beth was doubled over in laughter, he pulled the lever for the elevator.

.....Gordy wanted to do it then and there, and his hands shook with the effort it took to curb his impulse. He was almost frightened at his inability to control himself.

.....She seemed so different now, with her head lolling a little to one side, and the black of her pupils obliterating her blue irises. She had seemed so innocent before, so virginal. Now she was just like a prostitute-- sliming on him, not caring when her breasts rubbed against his chest.

.....Breathing heavily, he pushed her away to arm's length, bending sideways to look straight into her eyes. "Would you like to make love in heaven?"

....."What?" she said. His words had come like vaporous breath from his lips and dissipated in the air before she could read them.