Adults adapt to new roles when they take a new job, have a c…

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Adults аdаpt tо new rоles when they tаke a new jоb, have a child, or experience the death of a spouse.  These are examples of 

Pаssаge ID аnd analysis (Cumulative): FIRS [gоes tо the dоor, tries the handle]  Locked.  They're gone. [Sits on the sofa] They forgot about me.  That's all right; I'll just sit here for a bit... And Leonid Andreyich probably forgot this winter coat.  [A worried sigh] I should have looked ....He's still all wet, that one.... [Mumbles something we can't make out.] Well, it's all over now, and I never even had a life to live....[Lies back.]  I'll just lie here for a bit....No strength left, nothing left, not a thing... Oh, you.  You young flibbertigibbet.  [Lies there, no longer moving.]      [In the distance we hear a sound that seems to come from the sky, a sad sound, like a string snapping. It dies away.  Everything grows quiet.  We can hear the occasional  sound of an axe on a tree.] Curtain

Pаssаge ID аnd Analysis:She slipped intо the bооth beside me.  "I have to tell you something, Twyla.  I made up my mind if I ever saw you again, I'd tell you.""I'd just as soon not hear anything, Roberta.  It doesn't matter now, anyway.""No," she said.  "Not about that."[...]"It's about St. Bonny's and Maggie.""Oh, please."Listen to me.  I really did think she was black.  I didn't make that up.  I really thought so.  But now I can't be sure.  I just remembered her as old, so old.  And because she couldn't talk -- well, you know, I thought she was crazy.  She'd been brought up in an institution like my mother was and like I thought I would be too.  And you were right.  We didn't kick her.  It was the gar girls.  Only them.  But, well, I wanted to.  I really wanted them to hurt her.  I said we did, too.  You and me, but that's not true.  And I don't want you to carry that around.  It was just that I wanted to do it so bad that day -- wanting to is doing it."Her eyes were watery from the drinks she'd had, I guess.  I know it's that way with me.  One glass of wine and I start bawling over the littlest thing.