Book3:WereMyDreamIs
hesetitonthegroundsothatitovearoundfreely.Maureenwasverycuriousaboutthenewenvirofounditselfin,soitranhappilyaroundsniffinginquisitivelyatpcesthatarouseditsi.Justthenatall,slimfiguresteppedoutthedoor.DornaytoseethatitwasthefamousballerinaNatalie,whosteppedintothesunshineandwavedatDornasaying, “Hi,Dorna!Howareyou?Haven’tseenyoufortwodays.How’veyoubeendoing?” “Hi,Natalie”saidDorna,wipingperspirationfromherforehead.“Howareyou?Whyhaven’tIseenanyoftheothersaround?Wherehavetheygoo?”NataliewalkedovertoDorna,weariardsheusuallyputherdangpractidpinwhitetennisshoesonherfeetinsteadofherballetshoes.Whenshesawacute,pudgycockspahacoatofshiny,longbckfurandtwolongearsrunningoutfrombehierfountaiooped