2.12.21

 

he looked up the brickwall alleyway towards the nearer street
                                                                  he expected her to come from there not up behind him

the alleyway hadnt changed since he left the cityout of state  bangedup trash cans sullen abused trash containers bits of paper refuse dribbling on the current that swept in an through crumbling or peeling advertisements on the walls he couldnt fathom why things were advertised in the alley  some were obliterated by highreaching graffiti
                                                                                                             traffic it saw was garbage an delivery trucks occasional cars sneaking shortcuts little foot traffic hed been there fifteentwenty minutes  no one passed

she wanted to meet him there

it just up the block was the movie theatre
                                           they had their first date there a twin bill he didnt remember the movies he gave her the ticket stubs he remembered her sitting beside her sharing popcorn her eyes brightened by the light off the screen 

when the movie let out he walked her home
                                              they walked past this alleyway on an impulse he pulled her into itaway from the citys eyes an kissed her their first kiss he leaned against the chilled bricks holding her
                                                                                                      she kissed him

at her front door coachman lanterns shining they made her curfew they kissed again passionately going in she turned smiledasked if hed call againYES  she said that the alley was the oddest place shed ever been kissed
                                                                                                           he laughedwinked he told her he intended to kiss her in odder places if she was willing
                                                                         she gaspedlaughed  he walked home five miles hearing her in a loopseeing her bemused glee


Summers end he was drafted


the horror of Nam changed him its futility  stupidity
                                                        too many never returned home  anif they did they were changed some didnt recognise themselves in a mirror an sometimes in a mirror more than a reflection was returned
 

 

they hadnt seen each other in thirtyodd years

he happened in the city
                         ran into a mutual friend they remembered he hadnt encouraged him what an item everyone thought he and she were  that when he came back not if he came back odds-on they were a good bet to marry
Mare still lives here.

I didnt know

You ought to look her up.

he said that that was unlikely

Are you staying long? We could have a drink this eveningtomorrow.

Im free tomorrow evening

Where you staying?

Loughrans joint just down from the bus stop

You couldn’t do better than that?

Memories man
                You remember Loughrans

Hey, between us.

It is

Good good, after dinner, say Eight, Ill pick you up.

Sounds like a plan

 

that evening the telephone rang in his room

it was the Desk
                 they asked if he wanted to take a call Loughrans maintained a switchboardhad always been a thoughtful establishment  protected their clients privacy
                                                Who
A woman, she said you’d know.

Fucking guy he thought he outgrew being a busybody
                                                    Yes I know  Please put her through Thank you
You’re welcome.

Hello

Hello, Joe.






Hello, Joe.
           she stood framed between the brick walls on pitted asphalt behind her the storefronts cars casually passing he didnt have an angle on the sky it was blue maybe it had fallen overcast he wasnt paying attentionwas dabbing memories

Hello Mare

she walked towards him 

she wore a brimmed hat a camelcoloured kneelength coat

her steps were smart
                     she looked like she wasnt therelike a reflection in a mirror approaching him it broke she disintegrated in shards next step she reintegrated  next disintegrated in finesparkling dust reintegrated
between many disintegrationsreintegrations he watched her saw the teenager he kissed
                                                                                              then a woman he didnt know

wouldnt know

     still
               something inside him was contented
0836,  Sunday,  28  11. 21
1222,  Thursday,  2  12. 21 or 12-02-2021

 It is

very nice,

isn’t it?

he was almost stricken
                       he watched the letters appearprinted one by one on a queer fog mask on the glass over the painting  it captured his attention  like warm breath exhaled on a cold pane  their daughters had painted it for their mother

the handwriting was unmistakably hers   

when she finished he whispered  Yes  very nice they did a good job

it was a watercolour
                      at the lower left they painted their lips their favourite colour and kissed the paper beside the kisses they wrote I love you very much, Mom an printed their pet names Angel Shorty

she had him hang it over her dresser so she could see it first thing every morning after rising

                                                                                                  he didnt recognise his voice


he heard the girls run up the hall to use the bathroom 

before they could close the door he yelled after them
                                                     Finish quick girls then get dressed were going out for breakfast
he needed fresh air

he dressed quickly brushed his hair

he heard them come back down the hall
                                         Quick girls nothing fancy Jeans an a top

he stepped to the threshold of their bedroom and through the open door watched them dressleaving their drawers open  they saw him We’re hurrying, Dad, this is really nice, such a nice surprise. they would take the girls for surprise breakfasts

he hadnt since she died

they rushed into the hallway and crashed into his thighs   Good morning, Dad!   he hugged them against his legshis hands widespread at their backs   Good morning my loves   This is so wonderful.   Unexpected is the best kind   Like Mom would say.   Yes like Mom would say

they began down the flight of steps to the landing
                                                   Angel noticed first It snowing, Dad. looking out the window at the landing he didnt see snow Shorty followed It is, it’s snowing inside.

it wasnt snow

Isnt that something Lets keep walking girls Careful on the steps
                                                                   It’s snowing inside, Daddy!   Careful on the steps girls


a soft talcum of ash
0333,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  1  12. 21
prefer 112 or 1312,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  1  12. 21