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May We Be Forgiven

May We Be Forgiven

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Autoren: A. M. Homes
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guess,” she says. “Miss Renee and I made dinner almost every night.”
    “You didn’t eat with the others?”
    She shakes her head. “We made dinner and watched TV,” she says. “After I did my homework.”
    I nod.
    “She said she loved me,” Ashley says, in a multilayered tone—both defending and questioning.
    “I’m sure she did.” There’s a pause. “Can I ask you, were the trinkets from Williamsburg for her?”
    “Yes,” she says. “That’s why they had to be good.”
    “Right,” I say. And then we don’t say anything more until we’ve fed the animals and are mixing up some pizza dough.
    “She kissed me,” Ashley says, looking at me for a response. I give her a recently rehearsed blank face. “So I kissed her back. It was soft, and I don’t know how to describe it.”
    “You don’t have to,” I say, and then regret having said it—I don’t mean to cut her off.
    “It felt good. It was comforting—like Mom,” she says, and then she just wails. “She said I could sleep in her bed,” she says through her tears. “And you know how they, like, say, don’t get in strangers’ cars, don’t ‘friend’ someone you don’t know in reality and all that—it was Miss Renee, I’ve known her for years.”
    “Ash, it’s not you, you did nothing wrong,” I say as her tears literally fall into the pizza dough. We both notice and can’t help but laugh. “Salt,” I say. “Adds flavor.”
    “When I was little, I always used to sneeze into the pancake batter,” she says. “Not on purpose, but, like, by accident. I’d be helping Mom stir it and I guess maybe a little bit went up my nose and I’d always sneeze right into the bowl.” She sniffles.
    “Do you know who outed you?”
    She looks perplexed.
    “Who told on you?”
    “Britney,” she says, without missing a beat. “Britney got jealous because she has a crush on Miss Renee, which I think is because Britney’s mom thinks Miss Renee is so great. Anyway, she started snooping—she’s got nothing better to do—I think her father is some kind of spy who works for the government. So one night she asked Miss Renee if she could come over after dinner, and so she did, and I was there doing my homework, and she said she needed to talk with both of us, and she laid out her evidence—which was some pictures and a videotape she made by hiding a camera on Miss Renee’s windowsill. She offered to forget it all if we could have a ménage à trois—which I didn’t even know what that meant and still don’t really. Miss Renee got very pale and said to both of us, ‘This is very serious.’ Britney repeated the ménage-à-trois idea a few more times, but my French sucks, so all I could think of was, like, the play The Glass Menagerie, which I saw last spring. I’m still not sure I get it. And when Miss Renee said she was going to have to call ‘the authorities,’ Britney freaked out and went back to her room and took an overdose of some kind of medicine, or really a combination of medicines, because it turns out she has a weird problem where whenever she goes to someone’s house for a weekend she steals drugs from everyone’s medicine cabinets. She actually has a prescription bottle for sleeping pills that belonged to George Bush—her father stole that one for her, it says ‘Bush, George’ and then has the name of the medicine and how often to take it for sleep. Apparently, a lot of people knew she has this ‘habit’; that’s why no one invites her anywhere anymore. I guess she’s stolen other stuff too, and then the girls have gotten blamed for it. And so she took, like, every pill she had and then ended up passing out in the bathroom after throwing up everywhere—and the cats found her. …”
    “What cats?”
    “Are you kidding? All of the houses have cats, on account of all the mice that are there, on account of the crumbs, on account of how all of us are always nibbling on something in our rooms at night. It’s like that book— If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. ”
    “I’m not familiar with it. So is Britney still at school?”
    She nods. “Her mother is an alum and is also on the board.” She pauses. “Can I ask you a question?”
    “Sure.”
    “Did you do it with my mom?”
    I don’t say anything.
    “Nate says you did.”
    I am still not sure how to proceed.
    “You said we all need to be honest with each other.”
    I nod. “It’s true we need to be honest. I just don’t really feel comfortable

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