By Stephen Rabley
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You walk past the ‹shing boats, the nets smelling like ‹sh. After a while, you like that smell. You love it. Past all Tito’s luxe hotels, you come to the beach. In summer the water’s blue. Deep, deep blue. Azure. In the guest room, across the hall, the wind howled through the frame of the skylight. When their son had slept in the guest room, it had been his room. The candle ›ickered in the draft. Okay, R said, listening. Azure. The fancy blue. Go on. Details. So, he said. So I’m walking along this paved causeway, which bends beside the water.
Jesus, she said. This is ridiculous. What do you want me to say? She reached for his water, her own being empty. I don’t want to ‹ght. Do you want to break up? Like in college? Do you want to leave me? You’re the guy who keeps going away. Off to foreign wars. You say, Okay? Only one guy? Gee, R, I’m so glad to hear it’s only one guy— He said, I’m not going to talk about this. I don’t think I need a test. But you’re not certain, are you? I’m as certain I think as anybody should be. I don’t have sex with hookers.
He saw his wife, R, weeping on the marble ›oor of their hotel, her ‹sts bloodied from having beaten her ‹sts against the walls. He saw the blood on the walls and the white marble ›oor of their hotel and then he saw the National Library going up in ›ames on account of all the bombshells. He felt the bourbon in his belly warming him to his topic like a hot, wet coal. He felt a draft, descending from the staircase, and another, bleeding through the window. Sometimes, sometimes you have to bite the world right back.