gossip girl 3 英文- 第35部分

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B　and　S　JKF　of　taking　a　taxi　to　Fifth　Avenue；　looking　tan　and　wonderfully　happy　for　being　at　

home。　K　and　I　met　again　at　Williams　Sonoma　in　Madison；　checking　to　see　if　S　and　Flow　had　

registered　the　list　of　marriage。　A　man　with　a　curvy　shirt　the　team　of　Isle　de　la　Paix　

returning　a　large　blue　and　green　parrot　to　a　pet　shop　in　Gustave。　

One　last　wish　

So　I　had　achieved　all　my　list　of　Christmas；　until　my　orange　Hermes　Birkin　bag。　I　know　you　

think　I　am　mimada；　but　I　deserve　it。　What　we　still　can　not；　because　still　missing　six　days；　

is　a　New　Year's　Eve；　which　transformed　his　life。　Let's　hope　that　S　gives　even　a　party；　and　

who　knows　…　may　even　appear　Flow！　

See　you　at　midnight！　

For　you　who　love　me；　

gossip　girl　

prisoner　of　the　tower
Stuck　in　a　house　with　nothing　to　do　except　read　and　daydream；　Jenny　felt　a　Rapunzel；　but　

with　shorter　hair　and　bigger　breasts。　She　kept　the　white　satin　thong　from　the　bottom　drawer　

of　underwear　until　the　next　time　we　saw　Nate。　The　New　Year's　Eve；　was　not　far　away　and　maybe　

she　had　not　expected　so　much。　Basically　she　hoped　that　he　was　very　miss　her；　which　returned　

to　Maine　and　if　esgueirasse　in　her　room　in　the　middle　of　the　night　by　a　fire　ladder。　Imagine　

that　it　would　again　kept　busy　for　hours。　
Poor　Nate；　arrested　in　Maine　full　of　snow　and　cold。　Yesterday　was　Christmas；　and　he　probably　

spent　all　day　watching　old　movies　with　parents；　from　time　to　time　looking　at　the　snow　and　

wondering　when　it　would　hear　her　voice　again。　Jenny　is　not　mattered　not　to　talk　to　him　on　

the　phone　…　this　forced　separation　was　only　letting　his　love　much　stronger　…　but　still　had　

to　do　something　to　show　that　Nate　loved　and　believed　in　him　but　as　ever。　And　that　is　why　she　

decided　to　send　a　package　of　memories　for　him。　
First　she　found　an　old　box　of　Nike　shoes；　she　took　the　sheet　of　tin。　Then　put　a　copy　in　

booklet　of　Romeo　and　Juliet；　from　Shakespeare；　in　the　box。　The　suffering　of　the　tragic　

lovers　in　the　play　was　very　similar　to　them：　they　were　deeply　in　love　and　were　forbidden　to　

see；　and　yet　won　the　love　at　the　end。　It　is　clear　that　she　and　Nate　would　not　die；　as　Romeo　

and　Juliet。　They　casariam；　would　have　a　large　family　and　grandchildren　to　tell　stories　about　

how　they　met　in　the　park　on　a　sunny　day　of　autumn　when　the　forces　of　the　universe　were　

perfectly　aligned。　
Then　Jenny　added　a　package　of　two　tin　of　blueberry　Pop…Tarts　to　the　box。　They　were　his　

favorite　food；　but　rarely　ate；　because　I　had　too　much　calories　and　no　nutritional　value。　But　

she　liked　the　idea　of　eating　something　that　Nate　loved　her　and　miss　her。　
Jenny　then　put　a　picture　of　her　that　Dan　had　taken　the　previous　summer。　She　wore　a　

sleeveless　yellow　dress　and　was　standing　on　the　edge　of　a　pool　of　a　hotel　in　Hershey；　

Pennsylvania；　where　the　Rufus　had　taken　to　spend　a　weekend。　Jenny　liked　were　brilliant　with　

their　hair　in　the　photo；　and　how　the　arms　bronzeados　cover　the　sides　of　the　breasts　in　a　way　

that　could　not　be　said　that　were　so　large。
Then　she　put　the　program　to　break　the　nuts　he　had　saved。　Jenny　wanted　Nate　knew　that；　

starting　with　The　Break　walnuts；　that　day　was　the　most　wonderful　of　her　life；　the　day　that　

they　said　they　loved　it。　
Finally　she　cut　a　fuse　of　thick　hair；　tied　with　a　red　ribbon　and　placed　inside　the　box。　

Seemed　a　little　strange　with　all　the　other　things；　as　a　memento　of　a　dead　or　something；　but　

she　wanted　Nate　felt　that　she　was　well　next　to　it　and　this　seemed　the　best　way。　
With　the　increase　of　the　fuse　of　hair；　a　box　of　memories　seemed　plete。　Then　she　closed　

the　box　and　held　the　lid　with　adhesive　tape。　After　the　embrulhou　with　pages　of　magazines　for　

teenagers　who　were　spread　throughout　the　room；　careful　not　to　include　any　page　with　ads　for　

absorbent　constraining　intimate；　contraceptive　pills　or　drugs　for　mycoses。　Finally　she　

pasted　a　Post…it　yellow　and　carefully　wrote　the　address　of　Nate　in　Maine；　which　she　had　

placed　on　the　agenda　with　the　addresses　of　all　other　houses　of　his　family　in　Montauk；　Nice；　

Barbados　and　St。　Anton；　just　to　ensure。　
After　pasting　the　box　twenty　stamps　which　had　surrupiado　the　desk　of　her　father；　Jenny　took　

the　package　to　the　kitchen　and　opened　the　back　door　to　leave　it　to　the　postman。　It　was　great　

live　in　a　building　as　the　old　her。　There　was　no　mailbox　on　the　ground　floor；　so　the　postman　

used　the　service　elevator　and　the　mail　delivered　directly　to　the　back　door。　She　placed　the　

box　on　the　floor；　beneath　the　small　shelf　where　the　postman　raised　the　match；　and　made　a　

frown　at　her；　asking　whether　it　should　perhaps　open　it　again　and　include　the　thong　so　that　

the　box　was　a　little　more　sexy。　Thinking　better；　it　seemed　half　of　piranha。　Furthermore；　

Nate　had　given　him　the　thong　of　Christmas。　If　sent　back；　Nate　could　not　believe　that　she　had　

liked。　
Dan　appeared　in　the　kitchen　and　saw　Jenny　standing　in　the　back　door。　
…　What　are　you　doing？　…　He　asked；　suspicious。　His　father　had　asked　to　Dan　to　keep　an　eye　on　

Jenny　and　he　was　taking　the　task　seriously。　
Jenny　closed　the　door。　
…　Just　seeing　if　you　have　mail。　…　She　turned　and　looked　at　Dan　semicerrados　eyes。　The　hair　

of　him　was　blurry　and　he　wore　the　same　white　shirt　stained　coffee　two　days　ago。　…　You're　

horrible。　
Dan　put　instant　coffee　in　the　cup　and　opened　the　tap　of　hot　water　until　it　is　hot　enough　to　

dissolve　the　crystals。　He　filled　the　cup　and　drank　a　sip。　
…　I　am　working　on　a　poem　…　he　said；　as　if　that　explained　everything。　
Jenny　opened　the　refrigerator；　would　get　a　can　of　yogurt　DANNON　of　coffee；　and　then　withdrew　

his　hand　and　closed　the　door　of　the　refrigerator　with　a　thud。　The　last　thing　I　wanted　was　to　

see　Nate　before　fat　again。　
Dan　blew　the　cup；　watching　it。　
…　You　know　that　Vanessa　was　right？　…　Said　he　impassive。　…　Who　filmed　both　in　the　park？　
Jenny　turned；　pulling　down　the　bra　where　he　had　risen　between　the　breasts。　She　never　came　

back　to　the　site　since　Dan　saw　on　the　puter；　and　never　went　through　her　head　trying　to　

deduce　who　had　done　that。　Vanessa　The　idea　of　putting　the　film　on　the　site　seemed　absolutely　

ridiculous。　
…　How　do　you　know？　…　Jenny　asked。　
Dan　has　to　shoulder。　
…　See　the　movie。　It　has　to　be　the　Vanessa。　
Jenny　crossed　his　arms。　
…　I'd　rather　not　see。　In　any　event；　so　it　was　she？　…　Jenny　worked　with　Vanessa　in　rancor；　

the　journal　of　the　arts　students　of　Constance　Billard；　and　they　have　always　been　good。　If　

Vanessa　had　shot　Nate　and　Jenny　in　the　park；　probably　had　a　perfectly　good　explanation　for　

the　cause　of　this　and　have　done　a　perfectly　good　explanation　for　how　the　movie　ended　up　on　

Web　
…　Just　thought　you　wanted　to　know；　just　that。　…　Said　Dan　and　returned　to　his　room。　I　store　

and　rearrange　the　list　of　words　he　had　written　to　the　Office　for　blocking　writer；　and　now　

trying　to　mount　them　in　some　order　to　the　poem　〃Putas〃。　
Piranha；　slave；　scraped；　black；　ine；　ice；　cold；　rain；　crying；　handkerchief；　sleep；　

coffee；　stain；　guilt　。。。　
It　would　be　very　mad　poem；　of　course；　but　was　not　about　being　angry。　It　was　about　

discovering　that　the　person　you　love　is　n