ing　to　a　Blockbuster　near　you。

？I　admit；　fitting　everything　into　a　tiny　dorm　room　is　going　to　be　a　challenge。？　Blair　paused　at　a

shelf　filled　with　clear　plastic　boxes　and　bins　of　every　shape　and　color。　She　ran　her　hands　over　a

huge　set　of　colorful；　stackable　drawers；　opening　each　drawer　one　by　one。　？But　I　had　the　Yale

housing　office　fax　me　a　floor　plan　this　morning。　If　we　loft　my　roommate？s　bed　way　up　close　to　the

ceiling；　we　should　have　just　enough　space　for　a　double　bed　and　a　dresser　and　maybe　even　a　small

love　seat。？　We？

？And　it？ll　only　be　for　a　few　weeks；　anyway？before　we　find　a　cute　little　colonial　house　with　ivy

and　one　of　those　claw…footed　bathtubs　and　a　woodstove。　That？s　what　the　kitchen　stuff　is　for。？　？But

you　don？t　cook；？　Nate　pointed　out。　Suddenly　the　rest　of　what　she？d　said　hit　him　in　a　rush。　？And

wait？we？　But　I？m　going　to　be　here　in　the　city。　。　。　。？　Blair　tossed　the　set　of　drawers　on　top　of　the

stack　in　the　overflowing　laundry　bin。　？Well；　you　could　just　take　the　train　into　the　city　in　the

morning　and　e　back　to　New　Haven　at　night。You　get　out　of　school　at；　like；　three　anyway。？　She

moved　down　the　aisle　and　held　up　a　yellow…and…white…striped　pillow　with　attached　lap　desk；

contemplating　its　usefulness。

Right；　because　she　only　buys　useful　things。　Like　wine　racks。

After　talking　to　her　father　and　realizing　there　was　a　distinct　possibility　he　mightnot　be　able　to　get

Nate　back　into　Yale？apparently　colleges　took　those　diploma　things　pretty　seriously？Blair　had　gone

into　full　contingency…plan　mode。　Nate　would　take　the　train　into　Manhattan　in　the　morning　and

e　home　to　her　at　night。　They　would　be　like　one　of　those　suburban　families；　where　th