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Geoff sensed that something was happening and I dreaded for him the time when he would know what it was. I talked to Bonnie about it. I said to her that I really didn't care deeply for Bo, so why was I so trapped. I listened with some disbelief to her comments because it was not easy to accept that someone in her fifties could remember- [[strikethrough]] if she had ever known [[strikethrough]] what I was talking about.

Bonnie [[strikethrough]] did [[strikethrough]] tried to lift my burden of guilt. [[strikethrough]] "You are the victim," she said. [[strikethrough]] "Geoff put you through a lot of pain." I didn't like that. "I [[strikethrough]] took [[strikethrough]] take full responsibility for what [[strikethrough]] had [[strikethrough]] happened.

"Well, you shouldn't.

[[strikethrough]] "Did Geoff tell you that he was leaving it up to you to see that you didn't get pregnant?" [[/strikethrough]],have sent you to Lorber before you got pregnant,"

"It wasn't his fault. He was so very careful."

"If I had had any idea what chances he was [[strikethrough]] letting [[strikethrough]] taking with you [[strikethrough]] take [[/strikethrough]] I would have sent you to a doctor myself. You will have no such trouble with Bo."

I realized then that she must have talked to Geoff after the abortion; he was not as eager to go there for punchinos any more. Then it occurred to me that Bo had told her about our affair. She hadn't seemed too surprised. Her suggestion that I might consider marrying Bo came a day before Bo [[strikethrough]] 's [[/strikethrough]] himself propos[[strikethrough]]al[[/strikethrough]]ed. It sounded very much like Bonnie advised it. At any rate Bo proposed that we meet that noon at City Hall and get a license.

I would never think of marrying.
I [[strikethrough]] could tell [[/strikethrough]] told Bonnie flatly that I didn't want to marry Bo, but sitting across from him at lunch, or lieing beside him, there was no conviction in my statement. Over some suffocatingly intense lunches at the basement of the Hotel Brevoort I promised twice to meet him at City Hall. But I never showed up. Then I couldn't meet him at the Brevoort anymore; the owner of the magazine ate there and he had told my editor to warn me that

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