What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 15 concludes: ARIANE STOOD at the kitchen door, looking out at the parking lot, holding the door for the last of the staff, Tony, just a boy, young and pimply, whose schoolboy crush was so obvious that sometimes it was enough to make her squeeze her eyes and laugh so that she wouldn’t cry. Tony wanted to dawdle.
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What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 15 concludes: ARIANE STOOD at the kitchen door, looking out at the parking lot, holding the door for the last of the staff, Tony, just a boy, young and pimply, whose schoolboy crush was so obvious that sometimes it was enough to make her squeeze her eyes and laugh so that she wouldn’t cry. Tony wanted to dawdle.