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knew she couldn?t even pedal past the boneheaded off islanders

without losing her checkers. She decided to take the long way

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home. She turned around and headed back toward the center of

town, passing the movie theater, the ferry, and the library, which,

with its Greek temple architecture, stuck out like a sore thumb in a

town that otherwise was an ode to four-hundred-year-old Puritan

architecture. And maybe that?s why Helen loved it. The Atheneum

was a gleaming white beacon of strange smack-dab in the middle

of forget-me-now drab, and somehow, Helen identified with both

of those things. Half of her was no-nonsense Nantucket through

and through, and the other half was marble columns and grand

stairs that just didn?t belong where they had been built. Biking

past, Helen looked up at the Atheneum and smiled. It was consoling

for her to know that she might stick out, but at least she didn?t

stick out that much.

When she got home, she tried to pull herself together, taking a

freezing-cold shower before calling Claire to apologize. Claire

didn?t pick up. Helen left her a long apology blaming hormones,

the heat, stress, anything and everything she could think of, though

she knew in her heart that none of those things was the real reason

she had flipped out. She?d been so irritable all day.

The air outside was heavy and still. Helen opened all the windows

in the two-story Shaker-style house, but no breeze blew

through them. What was with the weird weather? Still air was

practically unheard of in Nantucket?living so close to the ocean

there was always wind. Helen pulled on a thin tank top and a pair

of her shortest shorts. Since she was too modest to go anywhere

dressed so scantily, she decided to cook dinner. It was still her

father?s week as kitchen slave and technically he was responsible

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