Sue: You’re right. Emily: Right about what? Sue: The only time I feel things is when I’m with you. Emily: She dealt her pretty words like Blades. How glittering they shone. Sue: I pushed you toward him because I wanted to escape what I was feeling, and I slept with him ‘cause I didn’t wanna feel it. There is so much that I don’t want to feel, Emily. And the biggest thing that I don’t want to feel… Emily: Is what? Hmm, is what? What is it, Sue? Just say it. Sue: Is that I’m in love with you. Emily: I don’t believe you. Sue: It’s true. Emily: It’s not true. Nothing you say to me is true. You’re not even Sue anymore. You’re a new person, a fake person. I don’t even recognize you, and everything you say to me is a lie. Sue: Emily, I love. Emily: Stop lying to me. Sue: I love you, and I felt you in the library because you’re always with me. I can’t escape from you because the only true thing I will ever feel is my love for you.
Sue: Where is Emily? Austin: At home I imagine. She doesn’t usually come to church. Sue: You know I still haven’t seen her since her poem was published. It’s like she’s hiding from me. Austin: Yes, well, I’d leave her alone if I were you. Sue: But I have things I need to say to her. Austin: I imagine she knows them already.