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第25部分（第2页）

Blair　kicked　the　tin　onto　the　floor。　？Have　a　nice　walk。？

Aaron　pulled　her　bedroom　door　closed　behind　him　and　headed　outside　with　Mookie。　He　entered

the　park　at　Seventy…second　Street；　taking　the　path　that　led　to　a　little　wooden　footbridge　over　a

stream　that　fed　into　the　lake。　Every　now　and　then　Mookie　stopped　to　dig　furiously　in　the　snow

with　his　brown…and…white　paws；　as　if　he　were　looking　for　a　doggie　toy　he？d　dropped　there　last

summer。　Then　eventually　he？d　give　up　and　trot　on　again。

A　petite　blond　in　dark　sunglasses　and　a　blue　Yankees　cap　jogged　by　wearing　an　I

LOVEAARONT…shirt　over　her　red

velour　tracksuit；　the　same　I　LOVEAARONT…shirt　that　Serena　had　worn　at　the　Les　Best　show。

Aaron　was　pretty　sure　the　blond　was　the　actress　Renee　Zwingdinger；　or　whatever　her　name　was；

but　he　couldn？t　be　sure。　It　was　pretty　funny　to　think　that　famous　actresses　and　models　might　be

wearing　shirts　with　his　name　on　them　when　he　was　just　some　dude　who　went　out　with　a　beautiful

girl　who　he　guessed　he　wasn？t　really　going　out　with　anymore。

When　the　wooden　footbridge　came　into　view；　Aaron　noticed　that　it　was　filled　with　people　and

equipment；　a　crew　of　some　sort。　As　he　came　closer　he　saw　that　in　the　icy　water　opposite　the

footbridge　a　cameraman　was　standing　up　in　a　small　inflatable　raft；　adjusting　his　tripod。

Aaron　let　Mookie　hunt　for　squirrels　under　a　tree　as　he　watched　the　proceedings。　The　huddle　of

people　on　the　bridge　parted　to　reveal　a　girl　dressed　in　a　skimpy　sunflower　yellow　sundress　and

blue　sandals；　her　golden　hair　blowing　in　the　icy　wind。　It　was　Serena；　of　course。　She　was

unmistakable。

All　of　a　sudden　Mookie　hurtled　across　the　snow　in　Serena？s　direction；　howling　with　delight　and

wagging　his　stubby　little　boxer　tail。

？Mookie；　no！？　Aaron　shouted。　Everyone　on　the　bridge；　including　Serena；　turned　to　look。

？Mookie！？　Serena　squealed；　crouching　down　to　kiss　the　dog　on　his　wet　nose　as　he　wriggled

excitedly　between　her　legs。　？How？s　it　going；　handsome？？

Aaron　ambled　over　to　the　footbridge；　his　hands　shoved　deep　into　his　green　army　pants

pockets。　？Sorry；？　he　mumbled　to　the　crew　of　makeup　artists　and　stylists。

？That？s　okay；？　Serena　said；　standing　up。　She　broke　away　from　her　entourage　and　kissed　Aaron

lightly　on　the　cheek。　Her　yellow　dress　was　stenciled　with　iridescent　blue　birds　and　her　lip　gloss

smelled　like　watermelon。　？We？re　just　shooting　a　perfume　ad。　You　can　watch　if　you　want　to。？

Aaron　kept　his　hands　in　his　pockets。　There　were　a　million　things　she　could　have　said　to　make

him　feel　guilty　for　hiding　out　in　Scarsdale　and　never　calling　her；　but　Serena　was　too　cool　for　that。

She　was　truly　magnificent；　which　was　part　of　the　reason　he　had　to　let　her　go。　It　was　too　much

effort　to　match　someone　who　shone　as　brightly　as　she　did。

？Don？t　let　me　keep　you；？　Aaron　said。　He　opened　his　tin　of　herbal　cigarettes　and　offered　her　one。