"Nancy Springer - Transendence" - читать интересную книгу автора (Springer Nancy)

market and sell for a billion $$$? This is so weird and wonderful, I have not
had a spare moment, and now it's all happening, it's all coming together, better
than skydiving and even scarier, I am terrified and ecstatic, I go around
trembling and babbling and grinning and looking at the sky. I think I am in
love. Her name is Temple --isn't that a beautiful name? She is brainy, rude,
kind, quirky, brave, sweet, exquisite -- floating auburn hair, and perfect,
almost translucent skin, and long legs, and -- oh, she is damn indescribable. I
want her clear to my bones, to the marrow of my bones. And she seems to want me
the same way. I can't believe it, she actually seems to feel something for me.

I am flying too high to say anything intelligent or even very coherent, so I had
better just go. Let me know how you are doing, and I will keep you posted.

Luv, Jeremy

Dear Chavadon,

Temple and I are getting married. Her family has completely accepted me, which
is wonderful, almost as wonderful as she is. We have gone to pick out rings. I
cannot tell you how happy I am.

Since I have not heard from you in months, I guess you really meant it after all
-- you just want me to stay away from you. I won't write you after this, or
bother you with a wedding invitation or anything. But I had to let you know I
have found what I was looking for, because somehow I can't help feeling I need
to thank you. Thank you. Thank you for your poetry; it got me through a hard
time. I wish I could send you a package full of the ecstasy I am feeling now. I
want that kind of happiness for you.

All good wishes, Jeremy Bow

Dear Jeremy,

I am dictating this letter to a nurse, so it will be short. I have not been in
very good health, and am receiving absolutely no visitors.

This is one time Beauty knows the score. Yes, I just want you to stay away,
because nobody has ever understood me as you do. Everything you have said about
my poetry is true, and that is dangerous. KEEP OUT.

I am publishing a final volume, Transcendence, with the proceeds going to you
and Temple. Your goodness was never a bore. I wish you all the happiness in the
world.
Love forever,
Chavadon