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In 1950, she married Roger Clinton, a hard-drinking car dealer, and moved with him to Hot Springs in 1953. At the age of fifteen, Bill was finally big enough to make his stepfather stop beating his mother, at least when he was around. He also tried to look out for his little brother, Roger, ten years younger. Virginia was widowed again in 1967 when Roger Clinton died after a long battle with cancer.
1950年，她改嫁酗酒成性的汽車代理商羅杰·克林頓，1953年跟他一起搬到溫泉市。直到比爾十五歲、長得人高馬大，羅杰才不敢再對弗吉妮亞動粗——至少比爾在時不敢。比爾還努力護著小他十歲的異父弟弟羅杰。1967年，羅杰·克林頓不敵癌癥過世，弗吉妮亞再度成了寡婦。
I was no Miss Arkansas and certainly not the kind of girl Virginia expected her son to fall in love with. No matter what else was going on in her life, Virginia got up early, glued on her false eyelashes and put on bright red lipstick, and sashayed out the door. My style baffled her, and she didn't like my strange Yankee ideas either.
我既不是“阿肯色小姐”，當然也不是弗吉妮亞期望她兒子愛上的那類姑娘。不管發生什么天大的事，弗吉妮亞出門前必定起個大早，仔細梳妝打扮，粘上假睫毛，抹上大紅唇膏。我的作風顯然令她不解，一些北方人古怪的想法也讓她不悅。
Eventually Virginia and I figured out that what we shared was more significant than what we didn't: We both loved the same man.
最后，弗吉妮亞和我終于明白了共同擁有比各處各的更有意義：我們都愛著同一個男人。
