The Wendy Syndrome
January, 1985
Then the window blew open as of old, and Peter dropped on the floor.He was exactly the same as ever, and Wendy saw at once that he still had all his first teeth.He was a little boy, and she was grown up. She huddled by the fire not daring to move, helpless and guilty, a big woman.--"Peter Pan"Here I Am, knee-deep in mortgage papers. There's a huge stack of financial statements by my left elbow, a medley of tax returns propping up my right. I am deeply absorbed, indifferent to the blari...
