Sally got married like we knew she would, young and not ready but married just the same. She met a marshmallow salesman at a school bazaar, and she married him in another state where it's legal to get married before the eighth grade.
Sally says she likes being married because now she gets to buy her own things when her husband gives her money.
She is happy, except sometimes her husband gets angry and once he broke the door where his foot went through most days he's okay. Except he won't let her talk on the telephone. And he doesn't let her look out the window.
She sits at home because she is afraid to go outside withot his permission.
She likes to looking at the walls, at how neatly their corners meet, the linoleum roses on the floor, the ceiling smooth as wedding cake.