Chapters (90)
So he stayed home for a couple of weeks. He got his laptop and the portable phone. We had to keep the phone charged and eventually he got Mam to buy him a second one. I could hear his voice rumbling away all afternoon. I had to get the bus home so I didn’t get back until after four. I would go up to his room and stick my head in. Hi, Dad. He would be on the phone. He would wave and sometimes smile. The properties of waves. Light is a wave but also a particle. Frequency, amplitude, period. There’s always a fucking period. Every day, at school as it got closer to the last bell I would start to think, What if I find him dead? What if the stent fails? Or what if his heart just stops? What if I’m the one who finds him? So when he waved or smiled I would have to close the door fast in case I burst into tears. Sometimes even in the hallway, inside the front door, I could hear him talking.
During his recovery he evicted a Lithuanian couple.
Holly said a transplant might have been better than a stent.
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Of course my mam didn’t want Holly sleeping over. She said she had nits or lice or something. She said hippies are all the same. She said she was feckless and would end up pregnant at fourteen, even though she was already seventeen. None of it was true, but my mam just hated everything the Kellys stood for, whatever it was. Holly said it was just Capitalism against Anarchism and she didn’t care. But she doesn’t mind me sleeping in Holly’s so that makes no sense. It was like catching nits or lice was a non-symmetric relation like in Maths when A is related to B and B is related to C but for some fucking reason that no one ever explained to me, A is not related to C. Like who would have thought. I would say my mam is racist except Holly is not ethnic. And my mam is Totally Racist when it comes to actual racism. She thinks immigrants are destroying the world. Holly says Capitalism is destroying the world. Serena says it’s her parents and I say Whoever Is Destroying It Has Made A Good Job Of It.
Holly says I’m a Resistor. We did resistors in Physics. She sings that song about resistance being low. She teaches me the words and we sing it together. I like the bit about keeping your distance because she can’t really resist. I kinda feel like that about Holly.