Chapter Eleven - Confrontation
She awoke late in the afternoon. The weather had turned warm again. Across the street construction crews were beginning to erect the new condominiums. Just two months ago Wally had been pushing over the first trees with his grader. Exactly sixty-five days had passed since the afternoon when she impulsively interrupted his lunch.
In spite of Stein’s insistence that she was free to make choices, that gesture seemed to be the last independent one she’d made. Yet it was true that he had never forced her to do anything. In fact, he had made a point of offering her a way out each time he’d made a suggestion. Why, then, did she feel so helpless? She despised all the men in her life: her uncle, Wally, Richie, Vinnie, the husbands of her friends, and even perhaps p
