Trapped Biologically

“I’m going to have a baby, darling.

“We were quiet awhile and did not talk. Catherine was sitting on the bed and I was looking at her but we did not touch each other. We were apart as when some one comes into a room and people are self-conscious. She put out her hand and took mine.

“You aren’t angry are you, darling?

“No.

“And you don’t feel trapped?

“Maybe a little. But not by you.

“I didn’t mean by me. You mustn’t be stupid. I meant trapped at all.

“You always feel trapped biologically.” — Ernest Hemingway; A Farewell to Arms, p. 132-133


Ben Wiseman


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