I smoothed the mare’s side for the last time and put down the currycomb.
“I think you are the most exciting woman Ive ever met, Barbara,” I said.
13. TIME
“Hodge.”
“Barbara?”
“Is it really true youve never written your mother since you left home?”
“Why should I write her? What could I say? Perhaps if my first plans had come to something, I might have. But to tell her I worked for six years for nothing would only confirm her opinion of my lack of gumption.”
“I wonder if your ambitions in the end don’t amount to a wish to prove her wrong.”
“Now you sound like Midbin,” I said, but I wasnt annoyed. I much preferred her present questions to those I’d heard from her in the past weeks: Do you love me? Are you sure? Really love, I mean; more than any other woman? Why?
“Oliver has had accidental flashes of insight.”