Petals on the Wind Page #2

But I don't have to

listen to it anymore.

Have a good day, mother.

You've never had moonshine.

Isn't it illegal?

That's what makes it taste so good.

What's your story?

I see who you are on the outside...

little miss perfect,

live in fear of making a mistake,

come in early, stay late,

never get in anyone's business.

Maybe I just don't like chit-chat.

- I should go.

- Hey, hey, hey.

You think that I'm criticizing you?

Aren't you?

When you dance, it's like you're...

you're dying to cut loose,

but then just before

you do, you chicken out.

You don't know anything abut me.

I know that you're ambitious...

passionate.

And I'm willing to bet

you've got bigger dreams

than just dancing in

some rinky-dink company

before trading in your tutu

for a white picket fence and

a bunch of squalling kids.

No. You've got something to prove.

You won't be happy until the

whole world is applauding you

and throwing flowers at your feet.

You sure it's me you're talking about?

Maybe that's why I know you.

Because we're the same.

Come to New York with me.

No, I'm serious.

Our company is the best

company in New York,

despite what my mother says.

George, the director

he's in love with me.

If I tell him to give you

a place in corps de ballet,

he will.

How far you go after that is up to you.

I wouldn't even have to audition?

You already had your audition.

You passed.

I had a really good time...

think about my offer.

Where were you?

Nowhere.

I went out for a bite after class.

Till 2:
00 A.M.?

Get out of my room.

You don't need to give yourself

to the first guy that looks your way.

You're worth more than that.

I didn't give myself to

anybody. We were just talking.

Is that what you call it?

So you're spying on me now?

Do you have any idea how

worried I was about you?

I'm sorry.

I should have called.

I'm not a child anymore.

I know you're not a child.

I've known that for a long time.

I am trying to move on and

start a life apart from you.

I'm sorry.

I can't stop thinking about you.

What happened in the attic and...

how it felt to touch you.

I know.

Do you ever think of me in that way?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I wish we could be like this forever.

What's the matter?

What is it?

I can't stay here.

What do you mean?

I'm going to New York with Julian.

What?

If I stay here,

I'm only holding you back

from the life that you deserve,

from a wife and from children.

I want to be with you.

God already punished us once.

Cathy, lots of women have miscarriages.

If that baby had been born...

We can't do this. We

can't become our parents.

You're just gonna run off

with some guy you don't know

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