| Worse tired than thisWhen she had to get to Tara from
Atlanta, with the Yankee army on all sides, she hadn't let tired stop
herWhen she had to forage for food all over the countryside, she
hadn't given up because her legs and arms felt like dead weights
pulling on herWhen she picked cotton until her hands were raw,
when
she hitched herself to the plow like she was a mule, when she had to
find strength to keep going in spite of everything, she hadn't given up
because she was tiredShe wasn't going to give up nowIt wasn't in
her to give upShe stared rolex watch replica ahead, facing all her demonsRhett's leaving her, saying that their
marriage was deadThat was
what she had to meet head-onShe heard his voice: "Nothing's
changed
It couldn't be true! But it wasShe had to find a way to get him
backShe'd always been able to get any man she wanted, and Rhett
was a
man like any other man, wasn't he? No, he wasn't like any other man,
and that's why she wanted himShe shivered, suddenly afraid
Suppose
that this time she didn't win?
She had always won, one way or anotherShe'd always gotten what
she
wanted, somehowAbove omega seamaster de ville her head a bluejay cried
raucously
Scarlett looked up, heard a second jeering cry"Leave me alone," she
shoutedThe bird flew away, a whirr of gaudy blue
She had to think, to remember what Rhett had saidNot this morning
or
last night or whenever it was that Mammy diedWhat did he say at
our
house, the night he left Atlanta? He talked on and on, explaining
thingsHe was so calm, so horribly patient, the way you can be with
people you don't care enough about to get mad at them
Her mind seized on an almost-forgotten sentence, and she forgot chanel j12 her
exhaustionShe had found what she neededYes, yes, she
remembered
it clearlyRhett had offered her a divorceThen, after her furious
rejection of the offer, he had said itScarlett closed her eyes,
hearing his voice in her head"I'll come back often enough to keep
gossip downShe hadn't won yet, but there was a
chance
A chance was enough to go on withShe stood up and picked the pine
needles off her frock, out of her hairThe
muddy yellow Flint River ran slowly and deeply below the ledge that
held the pine woodsScarlett looked down and threw in the handful of
pine white chanel purse needlesThey swirled away in the current
"Moving on," she murmuredDon't look back, what's
done is done She squinted up at the bright skyA line of
brilliant white clouds was rushing across itThey looked full of
windIt's going to get colder, she thought automaticallyI'd better
find something warm to wear this afternoon at the burial
She turned toward homeThe sloping pasture looked steeper than she
rememberedShe had to get back to the house and tidy
herselfShe owed it to Mammy to look neatMammy had always
fussed
when she looked messyScarlett swayed on her gucci online |
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