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time I see her!” Sierra moved away from him, filled with resentment and feelings of betrayal. She had tried to explain to Alex
how Audra made her feel: uneducated, uncultured, and from the
lower classes in a supposedly classless society. Alex insisted it
was her imagination; she knew it was deliberate.
Every time she was with Audra, the woman made a point of
mentioning this course or that course that she had taken at USC,
any of which made her an expert on any given subject. Sierra
might have an opinion, but it was an uneducated one.
“Oh?” Audra had said only two days ago in response to a
comment Sierra had made. She arched her elegant brow. “And
how did you come to that conclusion?”
They had been discussing the abortion issue, and Sierra had
said she believed it was wrong to end the life of an unborn child.
Clearly what her mother had taught her just didn’t cut the
mustard in Audra’s eyes.
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T H E
W I L D E R N E S S
“Sounds like fundamentalist brainwashing to me,” she said
with a pitying glance that dismissed Sierra’s lifetime of learning
from her mother’s knee. Then Audra launched into a dissertation complete with “facts” proving the nonentity of the
human fetus.
“Why didn’t you go to college, Sierra?” Audra finally said.
“You learn how to think for yourself at college. If your parents
couldn’t afford it, you could’ve gone to a junior college and then
finished at a four-year university.” She said it so sweetly it
sounded as though she genuinely felt sorry that Sierra had lost
out on the opportunities she herself had been given.
“Money was no problem. I just wasn’t interested.”
“Not interested?” Again the eyebrow arched. “Steve said Alex
graduated with honors from UC Berkeley.”
“Yes, he did.”
“You might think about taking some night courses,” she said
seriously.
Sierra waited for more, but it wasn’t forthcoming. Apparently,
Audra felt she had said enough, and indeed she had. Even now,
several days later, Audra’s implication rankled: Alex would lose
interest in her because of her lack of education. Sierra looked out
the window at the line of cars ahead, two lanes to the right and
two to the left. Just because she hadn’t gone to college didn’t
mean she didn’t keep up on what was happening in the world.
She read the newspaper. She read magazines. She watched
CNN!
Yet, even with all that, she was left feeling as though she were
standing on sinking sand.
Shopping was even more excruciating. She had accepted three
invitations from Audra because Alex insisted. Each time when
Audra arrived, she tapped her long, coral-colored acrylic fingernails on the door and jangled the keys of her silver Mercedes
when Sierra answered.
6 3
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time I see her!” Sierra moved away from him, filled with resentment and feelings of betrayal. She had tried to explain to Alex
how Audra made her feel: uneducated, uncultured, and from the
lower classes in a supposedly classless society. Alex insisted it
was her imagination; she knew it was deliberate.
Every time she was with Audra, the woman made a point of
mentioning this course or that course that she had taken at USC,
any of which made her an expert on any given subject. Sierra
might have an opinion, but it was an uneducated one.
“Oh?” Audra had said only two days ago in response to a
comment Sierra had made. She arched her elegant brow. “And
how did you come to that conclusion?”
They had been discussing the abortion issue, and Sierra had
said she believed it was wrong to end the life of an unborn child.
Clearly what her mother had taught her just didn’t cut the
mustard in Audra’s eyes.
6 2
T H E
W I L D E R N E S S
“Sounds like fundamentalist brainwashing to me,” she said
with a pitying glance that dismissed Sierra’s lifetime of learning
from her mother’s knee. Then Audra launched into a dissertation complete with “facts” proving the nonentity of the
human fetus.
“Why didn’t you go to college, Sierra?” Audra finally said.
“You learn how to think for yourself at college. If your parents
couldn’t afford it, you could’ve gone to a junior college and then
finished at a four-year university.” She said it so sweetly it
sounded as though she genuinely felt sorry that Sierra had lost
out on the opportunities she herself had been given.
“Money was no problem. I just wasn’t interested.”
“Not interested?” Again the eyebrow arched. “Steve said Alex
graduated with honors from UC Berkeley.”
“Yes, he did.”
“You might think about taking some night courses,” she said
seriously.
Sierra waited for more, but it wasn’t forthcoming. Apparently,
Audra felt she had said enough, and indeed she had. Even now,
several days later, Audra’s implication rankled: Alex would lose
interest in her because of her lack of education. Sierra looked out
the window at the line of cars ahead, two lanes to the right and
two to the left. Just because she hadn’t gone to college didn’t
mean she didn’t keep up on what was happening in the world.
She read the newspaper. She read magazines. She watched
CNN!
Yet, even with all that, she was left feeling as though she were
standing on sinking sand.
Shopping was even more excruciating. She had accepted three
invitations from Audra because Alex insisted. Each time when
Audra arrived, she tapped her long, coral-colored acrylic fingernails on the door and jangled the keys of her silver Mercedes
when Sierra answered.
6 3
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