Chapters (42)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- PART ONE MONODY
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- PART TWO FUGUE CONCERTO
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- PART THREE SONATA APPASSIONATA
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- PART FOUR CODA
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
Aria felt wrong for having arrived in a place where such established connections already existed. She imagined herself to be an imposition there, even though they never indicated that they minded it. So she made the effort to engage with them, with an air of exaggerated friendliness. When the conversation died down between them, Darren and Robert started asking Taylor and Aria their stories. Except for the occasional interruption by Aston coming into the tent to announce and re-announce his boredom, Taylor and Aria took turns telling their tales and answering questions until there were no more questions to be asked.
Taylor and Aria learned a lesson the hard way that day, too: never drink coffee if it is the only thing you get to eat on a given day. After they left the three men, their efforts to find discarded food in a dumpster behind a grocery store produced nothing. Both feeling jittery and sick to their stomachs, they lay down against the door of the loading dock until they felt good enough to make the trip back to the car lot. Aria threw up, which made her feel better, and drank enough from one of her plastic water bottles to feel full.
Aria couldn’t get the meeting with Mike and Darren and Robert out of her head. She recycled it in her mind. They had parted ways that day feeling the nearness brought about by hardship, which, like superglue, closes up the cracks that would normally separate people from such different walks of life. She could not work out why, no matter where some people seem to turn, their lives have no door leading anywhere … Dead end after dead end after dead end of pain. The inevitable rain of loss had soaked them all. It had left them all destitute.
There was so much uncertainty in life. Aria wanted some certainty. But so far, any certainty that people seemed to establish seemed to be ornamental anyway. Despite her youth, Aria already knew that all ornament would be lost in death, just as Luke had lost his brother and girlfriend. It would disappear like shadows into light.
It was a thought that usually made her feel uneasy. But tonight, it made her feel glad that she currently had so little to lose.
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 15