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can achieve."
When I had come to her office today, she had
me sit in this chair and then paced in front of me,
her high heels clicking like little hammers on the
tile floor as she advised and directed me on how
to behave once the Delorices arrived. That was
their names, Sanford and Celine Delorice. Of
course, I hadn't set eyes on them before. Mrs.
McGuire told me, however, that they had seen me
a number of times. That came as a surprise. A
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number of times? I wondered when, and if tha
was true, why had I never seen them?
"They know a great deal about you, Janet, an<
still they are interested. This is your best oppor
tunity yet. Do you understand?" she asked, paus
ing to look at me. "Straighten up," she snapped
I did so quickly.
"Yes, Mrs.McGuire," I said.
"What?" She put her hand behind her ear an<
leaned toward me. "Did you say something
Janet?"
"Yes, Mrs. McGuire."
"Yes what?" she demanded, standing back, he
hands on her hips.
"Yes, I understand this is my best opportunity
Mrs. McGuire."
"Good, good. Keep your voice strong and clear
Speak only when you're spoken to, and smile a
much as you can. Don't spread your legs too fa
apart. That's it. Let me see your hands," shi
demanded, reaching out to seize them in her owi
long, bony fingers.
She turned my hands over so roughly my wrist
stung.
"Good," she^aid. "You do take good care o
yourself, Janet. I think that's a big plus for you
Some of our children, as you know, think they an
allergic to bathing."
She glanced at the clock.
"They should be arriving soon. I'm going ou
front to greet them. Wait here and when we corn
through the door, stand up to greet us. Do yo|
understand?" I
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"Yes, Mrs. McGuire." Her hand went behind
her ear again. I cleared my throat and tried again.
"Yes, Mrs. McGuire."
She shook her head and looked very sad, her