In My Desperate Time

It was a gift I bought for myself when I got my first salary. It cost me nearly four hundred dollars. The quality is very good and it is comfortable to wear.

“Mom, catch the thief!”

From the bed, suddenly comes the screaming of Frank Noyes.

Then my parents hurry in.

One holds a rolling pin, the other a cloth-drying pole.

Turning on the light and seeing me, they are stunned.

“What are you doing here?” My mother looks at me, her face scowling.

I can't help but want to laugh. That’s it. Does my coming affect their happy life?

But this is the house I rent, don’t they feel guilty?

“Who are you?” The woman in the bed struggles to get up

look at her, then I burst with anger.

my nightgown, which looks so

to be stretched to explode by her body. Doesn’t she feel so tight to wear

you are. Why

so angry that I stretch out to rip off her dress.

to hide away and says to me disdainfully, “I have money in plenty. But for me forgetting taking nightgown, I would never wear

her! How could she wear

feather flock together. How dignified could Frank Noyes’s woman be?

she is too fat, she hides for a while and stops.

these days. I

mother’s words make me bitterly disappointed.

phone is not caring whether I'm ok or not, but whether I'll be back or not? Of course, I'm sure that they'd love it if I never came back, as long as

As for the nightgown worn by that Moll, I definitely don't want it anymore. I can think of

But I still feel