Darcy
Darcy
Orlowe was a frail and faultless girl living in San Francisco, California
during the early 1950s. She lived with her parents Grace and Ernest Orlowe,
Mrs. Orlowe being a well respected professor at the San Francisco College for
the Arts, and Mr. Orlowe being one of the brilliant minds behind many
advertise- ments for popular beverages during that time. They lived in an
extravagant three story modern home, custom made by the Orlowes themselves.
They lived at the very top of the hill overlooking the wealthy neighborhood of
Eureka Valley. With all this and more, Darcy was quite a decent girl. She was quiet,
she was polite, her parents loved her very much, and she had an exceptional
cuteness. You could say Darcy had it good, and if you met her she didn’t seem
like the snobby rich type at, while her parents were just that. Darcy did well
in school and had two very good friends by the names of Mossie and Daniel.
Mossie told of how Darcy liked to write, “She wrote a poem about my kinky
orange hair. I enjoyed it a lot.” And Daniel was her neighbor, he was fairly
quiet as well, but they got along like you couldn’t imagine. He could tell you
anything about her, but probably not everything. "Darcy was the nicest girl I know, and that would be your thought if you met her." As you can see, Darcy seemed to have a nice little life, so no one knew what
the real problem was, nor did they even know a problem existed. With Darcy,
there are many details and things left out. She was not an open book, which is
why this that I’m attempting is difficult. So maybe only Darcy knew about this
problem that had become in her life. Whatever it was, in her eyes it was larger
than ever. She wanted out, and it started to become very obvious.
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