She began to wash the dishes and he went back to the parlor and sat down to read in one of the two recliner chairs, and the next day they packed her car and she returned to Fort Collins with her daughter. She moved into the apartment again and in the afternoon she went out to find her professors to see about her classes. She was farther behind in classwork than she had thought she would be. She decided to drop two of her courses and to attempt to catch up in the other three.
And now in Holt County Raymond was completely alone in the old gray house in the country. There was no one left for him to talk to. He missed the girl as soon as she was gone. He missed his brother. It was as if he didn’t know where to look or what to think about. Every day he wore himself out working and he came in at night exhausted, too tired to cook anything, so he warmed up food out of cans. And all the while the wind blew outside and birdsong drifted up from the trees, and from time to time the calling of cattle and the sudden nicker of horses rose up from out in the pastures and the barnlots, and these noises carried up to the house in the evening. But that was all there was for him to hear or pay any attention to. He did not care for the radio. He only watched television for the ten o’clock news and the nightly prediction of tomorrow’s weather.
21
SHE WANTED HIM TO COME INSIDE WITH HER AFTER school let out for the day, after they had walked home together through the park through the drifts of dead elm leaves and across the railroad tracks trailing off in the distance east and west in long silver ribbons, and when they got up to the house he said he would, and once they got inside, her mother was not herself. Mary Wells had gotten a good deal worse lately.
This afternoon when Dena went in to find her, she was sitting in her bedroom on the unmade bed, smoking cigarettes and drinking gin from a coffee cup, staring blankly out the window at the winter lawn and the dark leafless trees along the back alley. I’m home, Mom, Dena said.
Her mother looked up, her face lifted slowly as if she were waking from some dream. Are you? she said.
Yes. DJ’s with me.
You better get yourselves something to eat.
What is there?
I think we have some crackers. Where’s Emma?
She’s here too.
Do something with her, please. It won’t hurt you.
Mom, DJ’s here.
I know. You said that. Go on now.
Mom, do you have to smoke?
Yes, I do. And shut the door on your way out. Don’t forget about your sister.
She just gets in the way.
You heard me.
She went out and the three of them made peanut-butter crackers in the kitchen standing at the counter, and she found a single clean glass in the cupboard and they each drank milk from it, taking turns, and when they were finished she said: Let’s go outside.
It’s cold outside, DJ said.
It’s not that cold.
What about me? said Emma.
You can stay in here and watch TV.
I don’t want to watch TV.
You can’t come with us. Come on, she said. Let’s go if we’re going.
IT WAS COLD AND ALREADY TURNING DARK IN THE SHED at the back of the alley. They lifted the latch and went inside and lit the candles. The candles cast a soft yellow light over the shelf at back and on the flowered carpet and it reached faintly into the chill dark corners. They sat down at the table opposite each other and draped old blankets over their coats.
I went last, she said.
I don’t think so.
Yes, I did.
I thought I went last.
No, it was me.
He took up the dice and tossed them out on the board, then counted the moves and advanced his man seven places.
There, she said. You owe me five hundred dollars.
Let me see it.
She showed him the card with the details printed on the back, showing the figures in dollars if someone landed on the property.
All right, he said. He removed the rubber band from his bundle of pink and green and yellow money and counted the bills out on the table and handed them to her. When did she start smoking? he said. I didn’t know she smoked.
Who?
Your mom.
She just started. She stinks up the house with them.
You ought to get some of her cigarettes sometime.
What for?
So we could smoke out here.
I don’t want to. She looked across at him and then down at the board and gathered up the dice and rolled and went forward nine squares.
Count again, he said.
It’s right.
You just missed me.