If We Were Villains
M. L. RioIf We Were Villains Gönderileri
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The world reeled as they hoisted me up, and I hoped dully that I’d lose consciousness and never wake up again.
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I shrugged. “You can’t quantify humanity. You can’t measure it—not the way you mean to. People are passionate and flawed and fallible. They make mistakes. Their memories fade. Their eyes deceive them.” I paused, just long enough that he might believe I hadn’t planned what to say next. “Or sometimes they drink too much and fall in the lake.”
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“Anything can feel like punishment if it’s taught poorly."
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He was as much a bully in death as he was in life, a giant who left behind not an empty space so much as a black hole, a huge crushing void that swallowed up all of our comforts, sooner or later.
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Why had they suddenly lifted their half-century boycott of Lear and wedged Frederick and Camilo in with the rest of us? I told myself as I gathered my coat and gloves at the end of the night that they were simply trying to fill the hole Richard had left behind. But another nagging voice at the back of my mind kept asking whether there might be an ulterior motive. Was it possible that they, like Colborne, didn’t trust us? Perhaps Frederick and Camilo were more than cast mates and teachers. Perhaps they’d at last begun to realize what danger we were in.
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They scowled at each other, and in an effort to lighten the mood I said, “I guess my other option is an existential crisis.”
“Not so bad,” Filippa said. “You can just play Hamlet.”
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Me: “Why do we even pretend anything is private around here?”
Meredith: “Welcome to art school. It’s like Gwendolyn always says: ‘When you enter the theatre, there are three things you must leave at the door: dignity, modesty, and personal space.’”
Filippa: “I thought it was dignity, modesty, and personal pride.”
Me: “She told me dignity, modesty, and self-doubt.”
All three of us were silent for a moment before Filippa said, “Well, this explains a lot.”
“Do you suppose she has three different things for every student she talks to?” I asked.
“Probably,” Meredith said. “I’m just surprised she thought personal space was my biggest issue.”
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I’d told myself that the jealous dismay that seized me during the Christmas masque was merely a moment of insanity, a side effect of manipulative theatre magic. But as I stood there in the Tower with his shadow in the room, I felt it come creeping slowly back again.
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Afterward I waited for the guilt to come, the compulsion to beg Richard’s phantom for forgiveness. But for once, when I most expected to open my eyes and find him standing over me, he declined to show himself. Instead the silhouette I saw on the wall belonged, inexplicably, to James—who had no business in that room, in my thoughts, at that moment. Anger rushed through me, but before it went to my head Meredith moved, nestled closer, interrupted the illusion. I exhaled, relieved to think she’d woken me from some disturbed half dream. I let my fingertips trail from the tip of her shoulder to the smooth inward curve of her waist, comforted by how soft and feminine she was. Her head rested on my chest, and I wondered if she felt the fleeting stillness of my fitful, troubled soul.
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Unable (as always) to find the words to express my own belated understanding, I said nothing.
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