Academic journal article Chicago Review

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Academic journal article Chicago Review

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They moved into apartments and hurt each other. The pattern seemed awfully plain on a rainy morning. But detail is somehow welcome. Others mattered to others, these mattered to these. The way they hurt each other, the how of the hurting, was inflected by their little choices, their possessions, certain messages left on answering machines. A certain pang informed Mary's Velvet Underground tapes and even Chip's case of Yingling Beer. Ron's new rugby shirt and Jean's Minolta camera with the confusing instructions. Ian's silver motorcycle helmet and how Linda could imitate such-and-such in The Barber of Seville. Jean cooked a steak on the big covered grill on the fire escape and began to cry. She thought of all the times when she and Ron had been happy around barbecued food. Now he was living a mile away and practically sleeping with his word processor. The steak sizzled into flame when Jean wasn't looking and the neighbors, unreasonably anxious, called the Fire Department. Jean was polite and cheerful with the fireman who showed up carrying an axe, but inwardly she felt helpless and hopeless. She sat down and gripped her knees very hard. Between the steak night and divorce there were numerous stations, all inflected. After a time, Annie sat alone at her dining table, the one Bob once made for her in another story. Annie worried about the baby; it was two days late today. It would come in time as if it knew why. Early this morning she felt preliminary contractions. …

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