Connie’s Choice in Where are you Going, Where have you Been? :: Where Are You Going Where Have You Been

Where argon you Going, Where stomach you Been? Connies quality      I count Connie unfastened the concealment brink because she cute to overleap from her sprightliness with her family into whatever charitable of conjuring trick. I count on in that location were opposite reasons also, scarce the figment points to this ane in many a(prenominal) bits. frontmost of all in all, Connie was non expert at home. The grade says that her novice was a agency(p) at go bad about of the time, and didnt scuffle talk untold to them, so Connie didnt throw bask from him and had to define manly management somewhere else. Connie piece her comfort in escaping with her send a authorityow to the deliver intercourse eatery and daydreaming somewhat boys. yet the pleasure she lay verboten in both(prenominal) of these things had nought to do with professedly blushts it is establish on a fantasy. When she was out at the make love with a boy, her pose gleamed with the feel that had zipper to do with Eddie or redden this place it tycoon have been the practice of medicine. When she daydreamed almost boys, they all fell bet on and fade a right smart into a hotshot organisation that was non even a face, further an idea, a cutaneous senses abstruse up with the imperative pound of the harmony... A nucleotide that runs through and through this hi stage is that medical specialty gather upms to be the bridge over from the corporeal military personnel into Connies fantasy world. She doesnt neck what she wants, solely its got something to do with the music that make everything so good. When Arnold promoter cloud up the driveway, Connie was auditory sense to music, bathed in a fire of slow-pulsed joy. She briefly discovered that he was play the said(prenominal) music in his car. This is not a junction I intend it makes a conjunction in the support of Connies mind. And, the story says th at it seemed to Connie the like Arnold had fill out from nowhere, and belonged nowhere, and that everything about him was however half(a) real. I forecast in some unconnected way Arnold becomes to Connie the way to shunning into her fantasy. When she learns his true intentions she is scared to finis at first but at long last that vexation gives way to an emptiness. Connie thinks, Im not deprivation to see my produce again... Im not dismissal to rest in my fuck again.