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your eyesCheering and groans hailed the end of
the raceRhett low the glasses with a shaky hand"Damn, Bart,
that's my fourth loser in a row," he laughed"hello, Rhett," she
saidHis head snapped, and she saw his dark eyesThey held
nothing
for her, nothing but anger His eyes raked her
from her kidskin boots to her egret-plumed hat"You are certainly
looking-expensive he turned abruptly towards John Morland"You
should have warned me, Bart, so I could stay in the bar
And he sent Morland staggering as he pushed out of the box on the
side
away from ScarlettHer eyes followed him hopelessly as he plunged
into the crowdsThen they filled with tearsJohn Morland patted her
shoulder clumsily"I say, Scarlett, I apologize for RhettNe's had
too much to drinkThat's two of us you've had to deal with todayNot much fun for you Is that what Bart called it? "Not much fun" to be
trampled on? I wasn't asking for muchJust to say hello, say my
nameWhat gives Rhett the right to be angry and insulting? Can't I
marry again after he threw me out like trash? Damn himDamn him
straight to Nell! Why is it fine and dandy for him to divorce me so he
can marry a proper Charleston girl and have proper Charleston babies
to
grow up into more proper Charlestonians, but it's oh-sodisgraceful for
me to marry again and give his child all the things that he should be
the one to give her"I hope he falls over his own drunken feet and
breaks his neck," she said to Bart Morland"Don't be too hard on
Rhett, Scar
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I was afraid I did, thoughKissing Ian was one thing?even a pleasant thing, maybe, if I wasn't so racked with worry?but
anything more? elaborate? Could I? Mel would be furious if I used her body that wayWas
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"Why?"
"I know you like them better that way"Naw, they're just right the way they are
An eddy of tenderness wound through himShe had been very small, and he thought of how she had seemed like a little girl to him at times, and how he had been amused at her seriousnessHe laughed softly, and then abruptly, with no defenses raised, he realized that she was utterly dead and he would never see her any moreThe knowledge flowed through him without resistance, like a torrent of water when a floodgate is loweredHe heard himself sob, and then was no longer conscious of the choking sounds of his anguishHe felt only a vast grief which mellowed him, dissolved the cysts of his bitterness and resentment and fear, and left him spent and weeping on the sandThe softer gentler memories of Mary were coming back to him
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want to, she was thinking, but I'm not ashamed that I got my hands
dirty when I had toYou high-toned Charlestonians think you're the
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it"Celery was too fancy for meI had a dozen mouths to feedI know
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potatoes and turnips She didn't care if she was
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light blinded me, and I couldn't see who was there, but I could feel their eyes on meThe sudden
silence was as ominous as quilted chanel bag ever?Yep,? Jeb answered himself?Now, I always think that looks real prettyA nice spring green
like that is a treat to see
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be up in a few days
The people in the room had gone back to work, still prada messenger peeking at me now and then but mostly
concentrating on what they were doingIt was easy enough to understand their actions?and the
big barrel on wheels, and the hoses?now that I recognized the garden?Irrigating?? I whispered againDries out pretty quick in this heat
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Heath, sitting beside Geoffrey, patted his armThere was a pregnant silence in the room?Uh?about the Vultures?? Ian said?the words were forced, a deliberate subject change?I
don't know if I missed this part sometime, but I don't remember you ever explaining about them
being 'unkind'? ??
It wasn't something Ihad explained, but I gucci men watch was pretty sure he wasn't really that interested?this
was just the first question he'd been able to think ofMy informal class ended earlier than usualThe questions were slow, and most of them supplied
by Jamie and IanGeoffrey's questions had left everyone else preoccupied?Well, we've got an early one tomorrow, tearing down the stalks?? Jeb mused after classic chanel bag yet
another awkward silence, making the words a dismissalPeople rose to their feet and stretched,
talking in low voices that weren't casual enough?What did I say?? I whispered to IanThey've got mortality on their mindsMy human brain made one of those leaps in understanding that they called intuition?Where's Walter?? I demanded, still whispering?He's in the south pasha cartier wingHe's? not doing well
?Why didn't anyone tell me??
?Things have been? difficult for you lately, so??
I shook my head impatiently at that consideration?What's wrong with him??
Jamie was there beside me now
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CHAPTER 36
Believed
The congregation relaxed, and a more enthusiastic murmur ran around the half circleHe pursed his lips and shrugged?Jeb's just trying to get things back to
normalIt's been a bad couple of daysBurying Walter??
I wincedI saw that Jeb was grinning at JaredAfter a moment of resistance, Jared sighed and rolled his
eyes at the strange old manHe turned and strode quickly from the cave?Jared got a new ball?? someone asked?Cool,? Wes said beside me?Playing games,? Trudy muttered, and shook her head?If it eases the tension,? Lily responded quietly, shruggingTheir voices were low, close beside me, but I could also hear other, louder voices?Easy on the ball this time,? Aaron said to KyleHe stood over him, offering his handKyle took the offered hand and got slowly to his feetWhen he was standing, his head almost
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?I nominate Andy for captain,? someone shouted?I nominate Lily,? Wes called out, getting to his feet and stretching
?Yeah, Andy and Lily
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hit the hanging lanterns?The last ball was weak,? Kyle said, grinning at the older man?Structurally deficient
?I nominate Andy for captain,? someone shouted?I nominate Lily,? Wes called out, getting to his feet and stretching
?Yeah, Andy and Lily
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CHAPTER 36
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"It isn't torn? You didn't tear it?"
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' He'd heard everyone from his class was asking, 'Will the Swede be there?' and he didn't want to let them downHe was a very nice, simple, stoical guyJust a sweetheart whose fate it was to get himself fucked over by some real craziesIn one way he could be conceived as completely banal and conventionalAn absence of negative values and nothing moreBred to be dumb, built for convention, and so onThat ordinary decent life that they all want to live, and that's itThe social norms, and that's itBenign, and that's itBut what he was trying to do was to survive, keeping his group intactHe was trying to get through with his platoon intactIt was a war for him, finallyThere was a noble side to this guySome excruciating renunciations went on in that lifeHe got caught in a war he didn't start, and he fought to keep it all together, and he went downBanal, conven-65 tional--maybe, maybe notPeople could think thatI don't want to get into judgingMy brother was the best you're going to get in this country, by a long replica tiffany jewelry shot
I was wondering while he spoke if this had been Jerry's estimate of the Swede while he was alive, if there wasn't perhaps a touch of mourner's rethinking here, remorse for a harsher Jerry-like view he might once have held of the handsome older brother, sound, well adjusted, quiet, normal, somebody everybody looked up to, the neighborhood hero to whom the smaller Levov had been endlessly compared while himself evolving into something slightly ersatzThis kindly unjudging judgment of the Swede could well have been a new development in Jerry, compassion just a few hours oldThat can happen when people die--the argument with them drops away and people so flawed while they were drawing breath that at times they were all but unbearable now assert themselves in the most appealing way, and what was least to your liking the day before yesterday becomes in the limousine behind the hearse a cause not only for sympathetic amusement but for admirationIn which estimate lies the greater reality--the uncharitable one louis vuitton mahina permitted us before the funeral, forged, without any claptrap, in the skirmish of daily life, or the one that suffuses us with sadness at the family gathering afterward--even an outsider can't judgeThe sight of a coffin going into the ground can effect a great change of heart--all at once you find you are not so disappointed in this person who is dead--but what the sight of a coffin does for the mind in its search for the truth, this I don't profess to know "My father," Jerry said, "was one impossible bastardI don't know how people worked for himWhen they moved to Central Avenue, the first thing he had the movers move was his desk, and the first place he put it was not in the glass-enclosed office but dead center in the middle of the factory floor, so he could keep his eye on everybodyYou can't imagine the noise out there, the sewing machines whining, the clicking machines pounding, hundreds of machines going all at once, and right in the middle his desk and his telephone and the great man himself The owner of men's gucci wallet the glove factory, but he would always sweep his own floors, especially around the cutters, where they cut the leather, because he wanted to see from the size of the scraps who was losing money for himI told him early on to fuck off, but Seymour wasn't built like meHe had a big, generous nature and with that they really raked him over the coals, all the impossible onesUn-satisfiable father, unsatisfiable wives, and the little murderer herself, the monster daughterThe solid thing he once wasAt Newark Maid he was an absolute, unequivocal successCharmed a lot of people into giving their all for Newark MaidVery adroit businessmanKnew how to cut a glove, knew how to cut a dealHad an in on Seventh Avenue with the fashion peopleThe designers there would tell the guy anythingThat's how he stayed abreast of the packIn New York, he was always stopping into the department stores, shopping the competition, looking for something unique about the other guy's product, always in the stores taking a look at the leather, knock off tiffany jewelry stretching the glove, doing everything just the way my old man taught himDid most of the selling himselfHandled all the big house accountsThe lady buyers went nuts for SeymourHe'd come over to New York, take these tough Jewish broads out to dinner--buyers who could make or break you--wine and dine them, and they'd fall head over heels for the guyInstead of him buttering them up, by the end of the evening they'd be buttering him upCome Christmastime they'd be sending my brother the theater tickets and the case of Scotch rather than the other way aroundHe knew how to get the confidence of these people just by being himselfHe'd find out a buyer's favorite charity, get a ticket to the annual dinner at the Waldorf-Astoria, show up like a movie star in his tuxedo, on the spot make a fat donation to cancer, muscular dystrophy, whatever it was, United Jewish Appeal--next thing Newark Maid had the accountKnew all the stuff: what colors are going to be next season's colors, whether the length is going to be up or knock off chanel down
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What a great revenge to take: This is what you wanted, Daddy? Well, here it is Her being able successfully to explain and to talk was now the worst thing of all The harshness he felt but didn't want her to hear was in his voice nonetheless when he said, "You will meet a violent end, MeredithKeep trying them out twice a day, keep it up and you'll find out just how much they know about your loveTheir hunger, Merry, is not for loveSomebody will kill you!"
"But only to be reborn
"I doubt that, honeyI seriously doubt that
"Will you concede that my guess is as good as yours, Dad?"
"Won't you at least take off that mask while we're talking? So I can see you?"
"See me stutter, do you mean?"
"Well, I don't know if wearing that is what accounts for the disappearance of your stutter or notYou tell me that it hasYou tell me that the stutter was only your way of doing no violence to the air and the things that live in the airis that correct? Have I understood what you were saying?"
"Yeseven if I were to concede black chanel tote that, I have to tell you I think you might eventually have a better life with your stutterI don't minimize the hardship it was for youBut if it turns out you had to carry things to this extreme to be rid of that damn thingthen I really do wonderwell, if it's the best trade-off imaginable
"You can't explain away what I've done by motives, DaddyI certainly wouldn't explain away what you've done by motives
"But I do have motives
"You cannot reduce the journey of a soul to that kind of psychologyIt is not worthy of you
"Then you explain itExplain it to me, pleaseHow do you explain that when you took all thiswhat looks to me like misery and nothing more, that when you did that, took upon yourself real suffering, which is all this is, suffering that you have chosen, Merry, real suffering and nothing more or less than suffering"--his voice was wavering but on he went, reasonable, reasonable, responsible, responsible--"then, only then--do you see what I'm saying?--the stutter vanished?"
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"Sweet, sweet child and girl He sat down amid the filth of the floor, helpless to do anything other than try to his utmost not to lose control In the tiny room, where they now sat no more than an arm's length from each other, there was no light other than what fell through the dirty transomShe lived without lightWhy? Had she renounced the vice of electricity too? She lived without light, she lived without everythingThis was how their life had worked out: she lived in Newark with nothing, he lived in Old Rimrock with everything except herWas his good fortune to blame for that too? The revenge of the have-nots upon those who have and ownAll the self-styled have-nots, the playacting Rita Cohens seeking to associate themselves with their parents' worst enemies, modeling themselves on whatever was most loathsome to those who most loved them There used to be a slogan she'd crayoned in two colors on a piece of cardboard, a handmade poster that she'd hung over her desk, replacing his Weequahic louis vuitton white speedy football pennant
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"Hey, I taught you to jerk off, you know that?"
"That you did, MendelAnywhere from ninety to a hundred twenty days before I would have happened upon it myselfYou're the one who got me going
"I'm the guy," he said, laughing loudly, "who taught Skip Zuck-erman to jerk offMy claim to fame," and we embraced, the bald first baseman and white-haired left fielder of the dwindling Daredevil Athletic ClubThe torso I could feel through his clothes attested to just how well he did take care of himself "I'm still at it," Mendy said happily
"Don't be so sure," I said
"I heard you had a heart attack," he said
"The fucking bypassThey stick that tube down your throat, don't they?"
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"I saw my brother-in-law with the tube down his throatThat's all I need," Mendy said"I didn't want to be here in the worst fucking way, but Mutty keeps calling and saying, 'You're not going to live forever,' and I keep telling him, 'I am, MuttI have to!' Then I'm schmuck enough to come, and the first thing I see when cartier must 21 I open up this booklet is obituaries
When Mendy went off to get a drink and find Mutty, I looked for his name in the booklet: "Retired RestaurateurGrandchildren 14, 12, 9, 5, 5, 3 I wondered if the six grandchildren, including what appeared to be a set of twins, were what made Mendy so fearful of death or if there were other reasons, like reveling still in whores and sharp clothesI should have asked him I should have asked people a lot of things that afternoonBut later, though regretting that I hadn't, I understood that to have gotten answers to any of my questions beginning "Whatever happened to would not have told me why I had the uncanny sense that what goes on behind what we see is what I was seeingIt didn't take more than one of the girls' saying to the photographer, the instant before he snapped the class photo, "Be sure and leave the wrinkles out, " didn't take more than laughing along with everyone else at the nicely timed wisecrack, to feel that Destiny, the most ancient enigma of the prada logos civilized world--and our first composition topic in freshman Greek and Roman Mythology, where I wrote "the Fates are three goddesses, called the Moerae, Clotho who spins, Lachesis who determines its length, and Atropos who cuts the thread of life"--Destiny had become perfectly understandable while everything unenigmatic, such as standing for the photograph in the third row back, with my one arm on the shoulder of Marshall Goldstein ("Children 39, 37Grandchildren 8, 6") and my other on the shoulder of Stanley Wernikoff ("Children 39, 38Grandchildren 5, 2, 8 mo), had become inexplicable A young NYU film student named Jordan Wasser, the grandson of fullback Milton Wasserberger, had come along with Milt to make a documentary of our reunion for one of his classes
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Welland's brow remained clouded, and it was evident that his perturbed imagination had fastened at once on this last remark"Yes: your mother's a very old woman
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Dawn weighed a hundred and three pounds and was five feet two inches tall, and Count weighed about twenty-five hundred pounds, a very long, very beautiful animal with big brown spots around either eye, sire of the most sought-after calvesDawn kept all the bull calves, breeding for other cattle owners, who would keep these bulls in their herds
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"Dad, the Ku Klux Kian doesn't exist anymore
"Oh, doesn't it? This is rock-ribbed Republican New Jersey, SeymourIt is Republican out here from top to bottom
"Dad, Eisenhower is president--the whole country is RepublicanEisenhower's the president and Roosevelt is dead
"Yeah, and this place was Republican when Roosevelt was livingRepublican during the New DealWhy did they hate Roosevelt out here, Seymour?"
"I don't know whyBecause he was a Democrat
"No, they didn't like Roosevelt because they didn't like the Jews and the Italians and the Irish--that's why they moved out here to begin withThey didn't like Roosevelt because he accommodated himself to these new AmericansHe understood what they needed and he tried to help themBut not these bastardsThey omega automatic geneve wouldn't give a Jew the time of dayI'm talking to you, son, about bigotsNot about the goose step even--just about hateAnd this is where the haters live, out here
The answer was NewsteadIn Newstead he would not have the headache of a hundred acresIn Newstead it would be rock-ribbed DemocratIn Newstead he could live with his family among young Jewish couples, the baby could grow up with Jewish friends, and the commute door-to-door to Newark Maid, taking South Orange Avenue straight in, was half an hour topsDad, I drive to Morristown in fifteen minutes
"Not if it snows you don'tNot if you obey the traffic laws you don't
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"Stockbrokers take this train to workLawyers, businessmen who go into ManhattanIt's not the milk train--it doesn't break downOn the early-morning trains they've got their own parlor car, for God's sake
"You could have fooled me," his father replied But the Swede, rather like some frontiersman of old, would not be turned backWhat was impractical and ill-advised to his father was an act of bravery to himNext to marrying Dawn Dwyer, buying that house and the hundred acres and moving out to Old Rimrock was the most daring thing he had ever doneWhat was Mars to his father was America to him--he was settling Revolutionary New Jersey as if for the first timeOut in Old Rimrock, all of America lay at their doorThat relojes omega was an idea he lovedJewish resentment, Irish resentment--the hell with itA husband and wife each just twenty-five years of age, a baby of less than a year--it had been courageous of them to head out to Old RimrockHe'd already heard tell of more than a few strong, intelligent, talented guys in the leatherware business beaten down by their fathers, and he wasn't going to let it happen to himHe'd fallen in love with the same business as his old man had, he'd taken his birthright, and now he was moving beyond it to damn well live where he wanted No, we are not going to have anybody's resentmentWe are thirty-five miles out beyond that resentmentHe wasn't saying it was always easy to blend across religious bordersHe wasn't saying there wasn't prejudice--he'd faced it louis vuitton neo cabby as a recruit in the Marine Corps, in boot camp on a couple of occasions faced it head-on and faced it downShe'd had her own brush with blatant anti-Semitism at the pageant in Atlantic City when her chaperone referred distastefully to 1945, when Bess Myerson became Miss America, as "the year the Jewish girl won She'd heard plenty of casual cracks about Jews as a kid, but Atlantic City was the real world and it shocked herShe wouldn't repeat it at the time because she was fearful that he would turn against her for remaining politely silent and failing to tell the stupid woman where to get off, especially when her chaperone added, "I grant she was good-looking, but it was a great embarrassment to the pageant nonetheless Not that it mattered one way or the other jumbo chanel flap bag any
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The intensity of feeling that we have seeing one another today is also astonishingBut most astonishing is that we are nearing the age that our grandparents were when we first went off to be freshmen at the annex on February 1, 1946What is astonishing is that we, who had no idea how anything was going to turn out, now know exactly what happenedThat the results are in for the class of January 1950--the unanswerable questions answered, the future revealed--is that not astonishing? To have lived--and in this country, and in our time, and as who we were This is the speech I didn't give at my forty-fifth high school reunion, a speech to myself masked as a speech to themI began to compose it only after the reunion, in the dark, in bed, groping to understand what had hit meThe tone--too ruminative for a country club ballroom and the sort of good time people were looking for there--didn't seem at all ill-conceived between three and six a as I tried, in my overstimulated state, to comprehend the union underlying the reunion, the common experience that had joined us as kidsDespite gradations of privation and privilege, despite the array of anxieties fostered by an impressively nuanced miscellany of family quarrels--quarrels that, fortunately, promised more unhappiness than they always delivered--something powerful united usAnd united us not merely in where we came from but in where we were going and how we would get thereWe had new means and new ends, new allegiances and new aims, new innards--a new ease, somewhat less agitation in facing down the exclusions the goyim still wished to preserveAnd out of what context did these transformations arise--out of what historical drama, acted unsuspectingly by its little protagonists, played out in classrooms and kitchens looking nothing at all like the great theater of life? Just what collided with what to produce the spark in us?
I was still awake and all stirred up, formulating these questions and their answers in my bed--blurry, insomniac shadows of these questions and their answers--some eight hours after I'd driven back from New Jersey, where, on a sunny Sunday late in October, at a country club in a Jewish suburb far from the futility prevailing gucci men wallet in the streets of our crime-ridden, drug-infested childhood home, the reunion that began at eleven in the morning went ebulliently on all afternoon longIt was held in a ballroom just at the edge of the country club's golf course for a group of elderly adults who, as Weequahic kids of the thirties and forties, would have thought a niblick (which was what in those days they called the nine iron) was a hunk of schmaltz herringNow I couldn't sleep--the last thing I could remember was the parking valet bringing my car around to the steps of the portico, and the reunion's commander in chief, Selma Bresloff, kindly asking if I'd had a good time, and my telling her, "It's like going out to your old outfit after Iwo Jima I left my bed and went to my desk, my head vibrant with the static of unelaborated thoughtI wound up working there until six, by which time I had got the reunion speech to read as it appears aboveOnly after I had built to the emotional peroration culminating in the word "astonishing" was I at last sufficiently unastonished by the force of my feelings to be able to put together a couple of hours of sleep--or something resembling sleep, for, even half out of it, I was a biography in perpetual motion, memory to the marrow of my bones Yes, even from as benign a celebration as a high school reunion it's not so simple to instantaneously resume existence back behind the blindfold of continuity and routinePerhaps if I were thirty or forty, the reunion would have faded sweetly away in the three hours it took me to drive homeBut there is no easy mastery of such events at sixty-two, and only a year beyond cancer surgeryInstead of recapturing time past, I'd been captured by it in the present, so that passing seemingly out of the world of time I was, in fact, rocketing through to its secret core For the hours we were all together, doing nothing more than hugging, kissing, kibitzing, laughing, hovering over one another recollecting the dilemmas and disasters that hadn't in the long run made a damn bit of difference, crying out, "Look who's here!" and "Oh, it's been a long time" and "You remember me? I remember you," asking each other, "Didn't we once
"Were you the kid who" commanding bay bag chloe one another--with those three poignant words I heard people repeat all afternoon as they were drawn and tugged into numerous conversations at once--"Don't go away!"and, of course, dancing, cheek-to-cheek dancing our outdated dance steps to a "one-man band," a bearded boy in a tuxedo, his brow encircled with a red bandanna (a boy born at least two full decades after we'd marched together out of the school auditorium to the rousing recessional tempo of Iolanthe), accompanying himself on a synthesizer as he imitated Nat "King" Cole, Frankie Laine, and Sinatra--for those few hours time, the chain of time, the whole damn drift of everything called time, had seemed as easy to understand as the dimensions of the doughnut you effortlessly down with your morning coffeeThe one-man band in the bandanna played "Mule Train" while I thought, The Angel of Time is passing over us and breathing with each breath all that we've lived through--the Angel of Time unmistakably as present in the ballroom of the Cedar Hill Country Club as that kid doing "Mule Train" like Frankie LaineSometimes I found myself looking at everyone as though it were still 1950, as though "1995" were merely the futuristic theme of a senior prom that we'd all come to in humorous papier-mache masks of ourselves as we might look at the close of the twentieth centuryThat afternoon time had been invented for the mystification of no one but us Inside the commemorative mug presented by Selma to each of us as we were departing were half a dozen little rugelach in an orange tissue-paper sack, neatly enclosed in orange cellophane and tied shut with striped curling ribbon of orange and brown, the school colorsThe rugelach, as fresh as any I'd ever snacked on at home after school--back then baked by the recipe broker of her mahjongg club, my mother--were a gift from one of our class members, a Teaneck bakerWithin five minutes of leaving the reun-46 ion, I'd undone the double wrapping and eaten all six rugelach, each a snail of sugar-dusted pastry dough, the cinammon-lined chambers microscopically studded with midget raisins and chopped walnutsBy rapidly devouring mouthful after mouthful of these crumbs whose floury richness--blended of butter balenciaga bag and sour cream and vanilla and cream cheese and egg yolk and sugar--I'd loved since childhood, perhaps I'd find vanishing from Nathan what, according to Proust, vanished from Marcel the instant he recognized "the savour of the little madeleine": the apprehensive-ness of death"A mere taste," Proust writes, and "the word 'death' So, greedily I ate, gluttonously, refusing to curtail for a moment this wolfish intake of saturated fat but, in the end, having nothing like Marcel's luck Let's speak further of death and of the desire--understandably in the aging a desperate desire--to forestall death, to resist it, to resort to whatever means are necessary to see death with anything, anything, anything but clarity: One of the boys up from Florida--according to the reunion booklet we each received at the door, twenty-six out of a graduating class of a hundred and seventy-six were now living in Floridaa good sign, meant we still had more people in Florida (six more) than we had who were dead
And then, in this amazing transitional year,...
And then, in this amazing transitional year, 1973, the year of Dawn's miracle, during these months when Dawn was giving herself over to designing the new house, he had begun to dread what he might find in the morning's mail or hear each time he picked up the phoneHow could he allow the unexpected thing back into their lives now that Dawn had ruled out of their lives forever the improbability of what had happened? Leading his wife back to herself had been like flying them through a five-year stormHe had fulfilled every demandTo disentangle her from her horror, there wasn't anything he had omitted to doLife had returned to something like its recognizable proportionsNow tear the letter up and throw it awayPretend it never arrived Because Dawn had twice been hospitalized in a clinic near Princeton for suicidal depression, he had come to accept that the damage was permanent and that she would be able to function only under the care of psychiatrists and by taking sedatives and an anti-depressant medication--that she would be in and out of psychiatric hospitals and that he would be visiting her in those places for the rest of their livesHe imagined that once or twice a year he would find himself sitting at the side of her bed in a room where there were no locks on the doorThere would be flowers he'd sent her in a vase on the writing desk
There had been, nevertheless, moments...
There had been, nevertheless, moments sufficiently difficult to pass
Letterblair's: "New York society is a very small...
Letterblair's: "New York society is a very small world compared with the one you've lived inAnd it's ruled, in spite of appearances, by a few people with?well, rather old-fashioned ideas
She said nothing, and he continued: "Our ideas about marriage and divorce are particularly old-fashionedOur legislation favours divorce?our social customs don't
"Never?"
"Well?not if the woman, however injured, however irreproachable, has appearances in the least degree against her, has exposed herself by any unconventional action to?to offensive insinuations?"
She drooped her head a little lower, and he waited again, intensely hoping for a flash of indignation, or at least a brief cry of denial
A little travelling clock ticked purringly at her elbow, and a log broke in two and sent up a shower of sparksThe whole hushed and brooding room seemed to be waiting silently with Archer
"Yes," she murmured at length, "that's what my family tell me
He winced a little"It's not unnatural?"
"OUR family," she corrected herself
"They were," he rejoined, surprised at her...
"They were," he rejoined, surprised at her insistence"Besides, I don't see why I should have gone to your grandmother'sI didn't know you were there
She turned and moved to the looking-glass above the mantel-pieceAs she stood there, lifting her long arm to fasten a puff that had slipped from its place in her intricate hair, Archer was struck by something languid and inelastic in her attitude, and wondered if the deadly monotony of their lives had laid its weight on her alsoThen he remembered that, as he had left the house that morning, she had called over the stairs that she would meet him at her grandmother's so that they might drive home togetherHe had called back a cheery "Yes!" and then, absorbed in other visions, had forgotten his promiseNow he was smitten with compunction, yet irritated that so trifling an omission should be stored up against him after nearly two years of marriageHe was weary of living in a perpetual tepid honeymoon, without the temperature of passion yet with all its exactionsIf May had spoken out her grievances (he suspected her of many) he might have laughed them away
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