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Unit 6 A Womans Distress 一个女人的苦恼 The morning was moist, and the fog had set in last evening and still masked over the shabby cabin hidden deep within the Turtle Mountains. She shivered as she stepped bare foot onto unfinished slabs that held her deck together. She had purchased the slabs from the Hillbilly Board Store. Her white sleeping gown hung below her knees with just a white cotton lace. Her soft hair was loosely(宽松地)tied back with a piece of purple ribbon softly and gloriously falling out the sides and touching her cheeks of pale skin. Jen was so glad to be out of the city for a few days. This was her weekend retreat. She loved the cabin. and it gave her confidence and peace and complacency(满足)in herself. Jen worked everyday in an attorney’s office as a consultant. She handled stacks of legal documents daily. So when the weekend and holidays came around she would head for her cabin. Her cabin was thirty-seven miles from the city. It was excluded from other cabins at the lake. She liked it that way. Jen had a secret, a secret she never told anyone: she was an amateur writer. She had a love for writing. Her writing is comprised by essays, fables, poems, and true stories about people she had come to know. Writing compositions about her childhood she could recall or anything that: kept her interest. Jen never told anyone about her love for writing. She always felt people would consider her as a bit crazy. With so many activities to do on weekends, why would she choose to sit and write? The cabin was perfect: the breeze was fragrant and she could hear frogs croak(咕咕叫)from time to time. She would sit with her pen in hand and her spiral tablets(活页簿)and would write whatever came to her mind. Sometimes her novels and stories would dominate her and make her cry so hard that she would have to put her writing down and ask herself why she was doing this. She would write a song, then hum it-and sing it to herself until she believed it was a real song, real like