"'You know it makes one feel rather good deciding not to be a b****'" (Hemingway 245).
I remember this perfectly, I was with my darling Jake right after he came to my rescue (he’s my knight in shining armor you know.) I decided that I’d leave that boy alone, I’m not trying to be funny, that’s exactly what he was. He was only 19, and I’m 34 for Christ's sake. I was in love with him, I think. But it’s unbelievable he’s only been with three girls before, me on the other hand am no newbie in that area. I’m glad I decided to cut him off though, he doesn’t need to be with someone plus I can’t be good for him. I’ll be d***** if I ever grow my hair out for some boy. I guess this means I’ll just go back to Mike, but that’s not an issue. I’m fine with my drunkard, the undischarged bankrupt. (Isn’t that a lot of rot?) Whether or not I’ll marry him is the real problem. I’ll be d***** good as long as I have my darling by my side. It’s ironic that I've made the decision not to be a b****, but some things never change.
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