But, and there is a but, will Peter want to leave it at that? I haven't forgotten his promise, but... he is a boy!
I know I'm starting at a very young age. Not even fifteen and already so independent — that's a little hard for other people to understand.
I'm pretty sure Margot would never kiss a boy unless there was some talk of an engagement or marriage.
Neither Peter nor I has any such plans. I'm also sure that Mother never touched a man before she met Father.
What would my girlfriends or Jacque say if they knew I'd lain in Peter's arms with my heart against his chest,
my head on his shoulder and his head and face against mine!
Oh, Anne, how terribly shocking! But seriously, I don't think it's at all shocking;
we're cooped up here, cut off from the world, anxious and fearful, especially lately.
Why should we stay apart when we love each other? Why shouldn't we kiss each other in times like these?
Why should we wait until we've reached a suitable age? Why should we ask anybody's permission?
I've decided to look out for my own interests. He'd never want to hurt me or make me unhappy.
Why shouldn't I do what my heart tells me and makes both of us happy?
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