美國經(jīng)典短篇小說 Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been? 美國經(jīng)典短篇小說 Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?

Her name was Connie. She was fifteen and she had a quick, nervous giggling habit of craning her neck to glance into mirrors or checking other people's faces to make sure her own was all right. Her mother, who noticed everything and knew everything and who hadn't much reason any longer to look at her own face, always scolded Connie about it. "Stop gawking at yourself. Who are you? You think you're so pretty?" she would say. Connie would raise her...