An Expensive Education [antikvár]

Boston, Massachusetts, 200X The large Victorian is dark and cool, silent in the autumn night. Professor Susan Lowell lets herself in and carefully closes the front door behind her. Upstairs to check on the children she catches her reflection in the mirror in the hall and almost nods to herself in the silence. She isfrowning. Not yet midnight and they are all asleep, daughter, son} even hushand. She grows slowly angry with them for this, and lets the feeling wash over her and recede. Downstairs she picks up the remote and finds a muted news channel on the wall-mounted television. Her hair is down hut she is still in her suit and heels. She knows somé of the players, and a smile turns the corners ofherwide mouth when she sees her own image. She wonders if the pleasure she feels at this moment isfiner than all the pleasures to come. She has won a Pulitzer Prize, and her hushand doesn't know yet.