![]() "I think it’s exactly the kind of thing people do talk about, dear," said her mother, ringing a little silver dinner bell for the maid and smiling knowledgeably.ĭaddy, please, Lisa said, straining. I don’t imagine it’s the kind of thing people talk much about. ![]() How should I know? Lisa said, clenching her teeth, trying to smile politely. Who else has a psychiatrist, Lisa, in your class? her mother wanted to know. Just someone who would understand and know what to do. I mean, she added quickly, it wouldn’t have to be an expensive one. Well, said Lisa, calmer, quiet but not hopeful, maybe a psychiatrist or someone. Since you don’t pay any attention to me when we’re alone, Lisa protested, I thought you might with other people around.Īll right, all right, Mrs. ![]() Shilling went on, I think it’s very rude of you to discuss this sort of thing when we have guests. ![]() This was the first time she’d ever heard Lisa say anything about this.īesides, Mrs. You’ve mentioned this before, but you never say what you want to do about it. I think I’m going crazy, Lisa said again. Talking, I mean, inside."Ĭoffee, Mary Nell? Mrs. ![]() I only have a feeling that something is awfully wrong. Lisa took a big breath, as though she were fighting something down. What is it you’re crazy about? Lisa’s father asked.ĭamn it, Daddy! That’s not it at all. Listen, didn’t anyone hear what I just said? ![]()
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