She could have been fixing to go to work. But it'll be all right once I'm away from here. He drank from his ale and gazed at Olla. He'd realized, too, what he wanted to do with his life. Robert, you make yourself comfortable," she said. Then she sat down at the kitchen table, drawing her feet up underneath the nightgown. "I want to talk to the doctor. Fran thought about this for a minute, and then she went back to eating. Nevertheless, I was grateful the other things were intact. the boy said. "I need to talk to your father. Once, when he was coming back to his place in the afternoon, carrying a sack with three bottles of Andre champagne and some lunch meat, he stopped on the landing and looked into his landlady's living room. The Wes I married. I kept watching him. He told mrs Webster what time she could expect him home, put on his coat, said good-bye once more, and went out of the house. It moved forward a step. His fingers burn. Something just like it happened to me once, something like what you're describing. I move to straighten his tie, then drop my hand. I buy and sell cars, right? She glanced up and held my eyes a moment. But after the birthday boy was inside his house and was telling his mother about it-­ she sitting beside him on the sofa, holding his hands in her lap, saying, "Scotty, honey, are you sure you feel all right, baby?" I thought I knew that much and that much only about blind people. I mean, I was going to prove a point. "Poor sweetie, I'm so sorry." It's still broke, if you want to know. Then I put on my white canvas shoes--"wino" shoes, Alfredo would have called them. "Okay, then. If I can make it that long, if I can last to June, I'm leaving this place forever. I'd carry you off, honey," he said. "I'll have some," Jack said. "Jesus," said Donna. I was glad the kid fell in. "What a goddamned silly thing to say! "Stuart, I'm so afraid, so afraid," I say, leaning against the door. "I'm going to try again," Doreen said. Cathedrals. We're not making you late, are we? But she was still talking. "I'll go right over." Thank you. "I'm going to the bathroom," she said. A little later, when I bring him more bread, he has finished his salad. Then Sheila touched Patti's breast. You really need a new suit more than he does. To the show he would answer. It's close to the bus stop and there's lots of stores in the area. He nodded. He nodded, took her hand from the knob, and guided her toward their own door. Ann gazed at the child. I say it again: No. Suddenly, after we had had a very pleasant conversation for an hour, after this woman had told about herself and her adventurous life Down Under, she stood up to go. She said, "There was this girl, you see. God, Rita, but those were fingers. 'Bud,'" she says. Howard shook his head. I tell him I sympathize. But I see a little later that he is still wearing his coat. I said. "Three-quarters of a pound," she said. "That's just fine. For whatever that's worth on the market these days. Then that Saturday morning we woke up after a night of rehashing the situation. She puts on a new white blouse, wide lacy cuffs, the new two-piece suit, new heels. "It can wait." Morgan clenched his pipe. She kept on. "Good luck," he says and touches her elbow. Fog drifted, Ernest Williams stared, then slapped the paper against his leg, hard. Corn rose up on both sides of the drive. I promise you I won't." "The key," he said. But let me say this. Look at the ass on her. The next morning he was up and out before I could see him, but that was all right with me. If he grinned, which was seldom, his lips folded back over brown, broken teeth. "He's talking about you." In fact, in a letter written shortly before his end, he went so far as to tell his sister that he was "getting fat" and felt much better now that he was in Badenweiler. I said to Bud. In the picture, he wasn't smiling. The whole family got into it. I didn't think I'd ever quit crying. I'm not embarrassed, and I don't want to appear unfriendly. Well, just the way her eyes looked if you came up close to her, Sallie said. Things change, he says. Ruptured spleen along with everything else. "I was saying maybe she'd want to go home and get a little rest," Howard said. "Come down to the office, honey, all right?" As she started to pass me her cup, her mouth flew open, the cup dropped, and she fell across our couch and died. Thus the phrase "territorial view"--having to do with a vista appreciated only at a distance. mrs Webster left the room. At this minute, J.P. made his mind up about something. "All right. Patti said she was going to soak in a tub if she didn't fall asleep first. Holly gets off the sofa and stretches on out across the bed. I lost it, or else misplaced it. Hamilton watched them go. Inez, where do you have to go?" But now he recalled his father's one fistfight as if it were all there was to the man. The book has been awarded with Pulitzer Prize Nominee for Fiction (1989), Ambassador Book Award for Fiction (1989) and many others. I sat at the table a while longer before I said, "I think I'll go to my room now." "I hope you're feeling better about this. "We brought you something." I'll get myself a can of paint and just paint over that other name... Cole," all the time his eyes drifting here and there. She went to the front door, which was unlocked. But she didn't. He adds ice and sees that his hand trembles. She shook her head. "Why didn't you tell me?" then I am lifted up and then falling. "You ought to try it," the guard said. She's smiling. "That cream soda will never come out." He handed me the card. "She was still stoned when she got up with the kids this morning," Carl said, and he laughed. "Just a minute. "One of these days. Jill says, "It won't be long now and you won't have to have anything more to do with him." I eat a piece and wrap another piece in a napkin, thinking of later. "I'm paying the rent here, and I'm saying go. We will go on even now, as if nothing had happened. I'm going to get a restraining order, that's what I'm going to get!" "Well, what?" I move the curtain and watch her drive away. This time I passed up the Pure Petroleum Jelly. I've got another stop to make. "Are you a friend of the family or what?" "Boys, that's enough. "It's a pretty good TV," the boy said. I nodded. The old guy signed him in and gave Frank Martin a check. She rearranges the covers around her waist and legs and reaches for a cigarette. And the woman said that years before, I mean a real long time ago, men used to come around and play music out there on a Sunday, and the people would sit and listen. The bass made a last, furious run. "Did you see the look mrs Storr gave us? He put the cups into coasters. The man lived for three days. I remember, my friend said, but I don't want you to go. "They find them a hard place to die every time." "So help me Hannah, I can't take much more of this." Four days now. "Do you folks mind?" But there are all kinds of contradictions in life. He'd seen her do it before. I opened the back door. Toni dresses up. "We have to keep all lines of communication open. "Don't push me," he said. The clouds are banked up against the hills across the valley. He brought his hands up to his ears and lowered his head. She says, In any case, you sure as hell have me confused with somebody else. "Nothing," he said. She reached out and took hold of his wrist. "Delicately. "It was nice meeting you," mrs Matthews said. He was in his pajamas and had a warm fresh smell about him that Hamilton breathed deeply. I've seen babies. I don't think we had coats," Mary said. I have to go to the bathroom." said. They look three times the size of a normal person's fingers--long, thick, creamy fingers. Now it's the end of June. He wasn't paying the electricity here, it wasn't even his TV, so sometimes he left the set on all day and all night. She pushed on the tip of her nose with a finger and narrowed her eyes. And then she asks the friend if he wants to kiss her. She waits before she says anything else. I see her leaving the theater and getting into the green Chevrolet. "Just go," Maxine said. The boy nodded. I'm not mad with you. Dean!" My sister died when I was a girl, and I'm still not over it to this day. He stays in the kitchen a long while, but comes back with his drink just when the news begins. I turn on my back and relax some, though it is against my will. Myers stared at her. There was a bedroom with a double bed, a nightstand, a chest of drawers, a bathroom. "I'm sorry," Ann said. It's my belief a man has to be a little of both these days. That eveninc three things happen: Dean says that the children at school told him'hat his father found a dead body in the river. Once or twice we heard the baby again, little fretful cries coming from the room in the back of the house. "You remember Bonnie Travis? He knows it's tough shit. So we kept on with it. "There, there," I said and started down the steps. Lloyd said. she said. She took in little breaths through her mouth. I was in my house. "I do what I'm told. Think about me. ==Gazebo. He helped Ann from her coat. It's good to be out of bed. "That'd be good," she said. Our quiet time together flew out the window. But he was abrupt with her--not rude, just abrupt. He didn't know what else to do now; he was still holding the vase. But he'd tried everything he could think of, and he was nearing the end of his rope. "I have to go now." "Don't care who you are. Furthermore, and quite simply, he loved the man. "Pardon the French," he said to Fran. There was a pile of colored tissue paper and shiny boxes at one end of the sofa. She brought the finger up close and looked at it. Dr. Schwohrer knew the time could be reckoned in minutes. Take the situation with my mother: I used to send money every month. "For shit's sake!" It had a darkish look to it. It was already dark. Then he let loose a rolling grin that showed his teeth. I'd nearly forgotten the sensation. "The card?" That's who has the number and keeps calling us. I don't have any sheet; all I have is blanket. If all went well, I'd have her for several more years. Iris? God, I feel good, you know? Better watch out, Rudy, says Joanne, who just that minute comes into the kitchen. "Okay," the deputy said. I used to drink whiskey when I couldn't sleep, but I gave it up. Then last year she asked me--it was in between money times, it was in March, or maybe April--for a radio. The cake would be ready on Monday morning, just out of the oven, in plenty of time for the child's party that afternoon. Your wife said you had left. It was a thick envelope, but not so thick it couldn't be pushed under the door. He needs a shave, too. But I'd fall asleep sitting up. "More what?" He tried the knob. I don't know what they felt. His dad is coming as soon as he gets home." Please, please take it out before I throw up." Helen laughed. It was a spade place in a spade neighborhood. If you could see yourself in the mirror, she said. I took some of my drink. He's a grown man. Then Chef hugged Wes again, hitched his pants, and got in his big car and drove away. "You go on, Jack," he said. Well. People might stare at his beard if they met him pushing the grocery cart in Safeway, but that's about all. The boy hung up the telephone and went downstairs to tell the girl. I pulled the stick out and laid the fish in the grass beside the kid's bicycle. Something happened while we were fishing." "Pulling that damn trailer." We knew our days were numbered. "Or to you, either." Two mornings later she called him into the bathroom. Then she tried the knob. "Okay, forget it," he said. She walked to the window. They sat like that for a while, watching the boy and not talking. How's that look?" He ate the cereal she spooned to him and asked for more juice. I want to shake him until he cries. There's all the rolls in the world in here." That's a name for a colored woman. "I can't eat another bite," Fran said. I don't know what to say to that. Carlyle?" It's a green one. She makes a face. We're drinking more coffee when this car turns off the road and comes down the drive. The sky grew whiter, the light expanding rapidly up from behind the hills. They think they're going to operate, honey. His eyes linger on my legs, but I sit still, afraid to move. Yes, I guess he was," Hamilton said. This morning I wanted something to drink. But she acted as if she never got my letters, and came anyway. I saw his pole and fishing bag on the bank, and I dropped my stuff. "I realized they were diseased," Maria wrote. George said. "That's Finch," his dad said admiringly. It wasn't all that far, and I had time to spare. You know? Howard said. There was no place to hide from them. He remembers waking up the morning after they bought the car, seeing it, there in the drive, in the sun, gleaming. Copyright © 2021 SILO.PUB. Mrs Morgan began. "Mr. Carlyle, it'll be all right. But I just went on eating like I hadn't heard a thing. A big fat guy, an electrician from Santa Rosa. Hamilton said. "The shopping center. But the leaves outside the window were still shimmering, and I stared at the pattern they made on the panes and on the Formica counter. The peacock kept pushing against the baby, as if it was a game they were playing. "We will," I say. To beg off. He answered on the third ring. He could slam a croquet ball into the next block--and has. I got up. "I have some things on my mind, and I couldn't sleep." My heart has slowed. Morgan chuckled. The old guy and I look each other over. She takes me by the shoulders--I'm a big man--and she plants this kiss on my lips. Carlyle said. She was trying to rise from her chair, but the man had closed his hand over her arm. She knew how to properly hold a teacup. It looks like whoever was using this bed left in a hurry. He doesn't look in our direction. he said. In the lamplight, there was something about their faces. "I wish we could go someplace," Helen said. "That's it! "Sit down over here, you two," Hilda Morgan said. He told her there was a smudge near her mouth. He worked steadily now. narrative prose that is usually centered around one single event I moved the cap over my lap and closed my eyes and tried to think about baseball. That's all I did. On the sofa, Debbie, the fat girl, sat with another teenaged boy. There was a cry from a room in the back of the house. On the coffee table I had the Edgar Rice Burroughs books I had gotten for my birthday and my Social Studies book. He cooked for them--he had no appetite himself--washed and ironed their clothes, drove them into the country, where they picked flowers and ate sandwiches wrapped up in waxed paper. He lifts his hand off the steering wheel. And nothing says happiness quite like a Raymond Carver recovering-alcoholic story! Even a pedigreed terrier named Ginger. "Not here," Burt said. Then she begins to rock back and forth, slowly. But I got jism on the Bible, and the promising and swearing lasted only a day or two, until I was by myself again. I will definitely recommend this book to short stories, fiction lovers. His shoulders were bunching, she could see that. You're a lucky boy and I mean that. Later, after another hemorrhage, Chekhov allowed himself to be moved to a clinic that specialized in the treatment of tuberculosis and related respiratory infections. How much more can I say and still retain credibility? Hamilton heard the sound of the cigarette sputting out in a glass of water. Olla handed the baby across the table to her. When he was finished, he went to the end of the bed and studied the chart. He raised his right hand as if I were about to disagree. You're still on the honeymoon, for God's sake. The third day is hard, too, of course, but from then on, if you can stay with it that long, you're over the hump. "Okay, we'll just take ourselves," I said. Then he opened the closet door. "Him," the other waitress said and nodded at Earl. "Let me get the children up," he said. He heard the old woman say, "You're welcome." "We could half him," I said. "They took him to the hospital in Santa Fe. We shake hands and comment on the weather. He slipped the case from the pillow and then quickly stripped the sheet from the mattress. "Here he comes!" I can't just sit here, doing nothing--that's all there is to it. Then she clapped her hands. He held her elbow as they stepped over a pile of snow and started up the walk to the front porch. "What does that mean, honey?" Sometimes I'd wake up from one of them, my heart going crazy. Laura is a legal secretary. "That's fine," Myers said. Wes said if it came to that, he'd go down with his ship, too, rather than live the rest of his days with Fat Linda and her kid. "Goodbye," she said, and she lurched into the doorjamb and then onto the porch. "You will insult Mrs Morgan, you will insult us both, if you don't listen to this story." "I had to do without when I was a kid," she says. I moved closer. "Mel," she said, "sometimes you're just too much. Once in a while I'd get fed up with it and write letters to all of them, threatening to change my name and telling them I was going to quit my job. "An orange one," Jack said. I'd like to know. She was charging too much or else not collecting what she should. Not since Dummy ran him off. "But what if he had?" He was a colleague for a couple of years. Don't worry, then," she said. Then he began to move down the sidewalk. "I hadn't thought of that," Carl said. No, I believe I'd prefer Sally over Betsy, if I had to make a choice. Lewis has gone to wait on another customer. I suggested once that she go to a psychiatrist. "Scotty," his mother said, moving to the bed. But our destinies are not linked--not now, anyway, if they ever were. I was drinking Scotch and milk with a sliver of ice. Now and then a car slowed and people stared. It was like he was very tired of carrying them around. "Damn bird doesn't know it's a bird, that's its major trouble." I have the right. The rest is in the area of-I don't know. As if he's been thinking about it, Rudy says, I knew a fat guy once, a couple of fat guys, really fat guys, when I was a kid. I don't have a doctor for one thing. I grinned at him. "Who's calling?" He waits. This house has been a good house for us. Nothing like that," he said. Benny said, "It is. Is it Roger?" She showed it to me. Then one day they disappeared. "Say, these are really good," she said. But if anybody is, I'll see what things are going for." And I feel certain she's in the big leather chair right now, under the brass reading lamp. I look at him again and shrug. In this work, alcoholism is essentially inexplicable and the people who suffer from it make no excuses. The refrigerator and stove was a tiny affair wedged into a space between the sink and the wall. "I think taking all these vitamins is doing something to my skin. That was about four hours from now. It was our destiny. And that's when my brother said, "I hate to ask you this, but--" When he said that, my heart did this sinking thing. He ran for governor and was elected, and was famous now. She puts her legs between my legs and says, "What about that quadriplegic woman on the news who says she wants to die, wants to starve herself to death? Remember, I was at work in my room at the time the letter was slipped under the door. "I have to go pretty soon anyway," Carol said. "God! "The Myerses?" He put on his coat and picked up the suitcase. I tell her it doesn't matter to me one way or the other. She hadn't ordered flowers. "It might be important," Carol said, sitting up. "Sorry, but I missed that." You're going to smother in there." "Not in all the time we've been married. The sick man's pupils were dilated and his temples glistened with sweat. "The real story lies right here, in this house, this very living room, and it's time it was told! Someone thought they should do something to prevent the body from floating away. "A green one. "What am I supposed to see?" He opened his eyes. She must have liked what she saw, because this time she grinned. He pulled into the driveway and parked. You're cooking with gas now. My good loafers. But after a bit no one seemed to pay them much mind any more. He wipes his mouth on the napkin. The asshole idiot kid lunged for him and fell flat. "I have known that child since she was a little girl," the woman goes on, and her lips tremble. She never forgot it. Carlyle nodded, his heart full. He catches my wrist before I can strike again and raises his own hand. There was snow in November and December. I rinse the cups. I bet she out with some dude and she be seizing his nipples for him and pulling his pud for him while you setting here big as life with your good friend. "We should have unplugged the phone. She puts an arm around my neck, draws me to her, and then begins to cry. Fran said, "He's some baby, Olla." And when that's clear to me I understand something else, too. Then he put it back on his head. "I can go a few more days." He put the glass on the coffee table. "What's gotten into you?" Without looking down, he reached out and closed it into his hand. And they stop in the doorway and look at me. She shakes her head. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark. "Seriously, we should think about quitting." Why should he lie, you ask yourself, what does he gain I don't understand. I hollered. But I can't. "My God, who is it? She handed over an order to the cook. Listen to what I say, man. But just now I'm about to go crazy with something. I ran to my room and locked the door. For dessert, I say to the fat man, there is the Green Lantern Special, which is a pudding cake with sauce, or there is cheesecake or vanilla ice cream or pineapple sherbet. The car creaks against the brake. The crows work their way through the grass in the front yard. Or else maybe she'll call you in the morning. Then she heard a chair drag on the floor. "I don't know anything about a cake," he said. Dad said. She went back to telling me how bad she felt. But I think what you're saying is that love is an absolute." Before it arrives I'll be a corpse." Just look. "Suit yourself then. Jack drew on the tube, held the smoke, and passed the tube to Helen. I ran my other hand down the throat. 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