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A Novel
by Kathleen MacMahon
He’ll be sitting in the downstairs window. She can’t see him from
here, but she knows he’s there. She knows he can see her. He’s watching
out for her. It makes her reluctant to go back in.
She takes her iPod out of her pocket and scrolls down through the
menu. It takes her a moment to find what she’s looking for. She selects
the track and slides the lock over to stop it from slipping before
she puts it back in her pocket. Then she pushes her shoulders back
and raises her face to the wind as she waits for it to start.
A piece of music for a soprano, and Addie’s voice is anything but.
That doesn’t stop her from joining in. She sings along heartily, imagining
herself to be in perfect harmony:
“I know that my redeemer liveth . . .”
She doesn’t know all the words but it doesn’t matter. It feels so
good to sing. There’s a lot of repetition of the bits she knows.
“I know that my redeemer liveth . . .”
She throws her head back and closes her eyes as she sings. There’s
no one around to hear her, and anyway, she wouldn’t care if there
was. The dog pays no heed to the singing. She’s well used to it.
Addie’s striding back towards the shore now, the little dog
whirling around her feet as she goes. Behind her, the sky is black
and angry, the rain only moments away. The line of the horizon is
interrupted by an awkward cargo ship. It’s just sitting there, blocking
the view. The chimneys are still pouring smoke out into the air,
the smoke pale against the darkness of the sky. The aircraft warning
lights are blinking intermittently.
Out beyond Howth Head, another plane comes down out of the
clouds and begins the gentle slide towards Dublin Airport.
COMING THROUGH passport control, Bruno suddenly felt too old
for all this.
So long since he’d done any traveling, he’d forgotten how physical
it was. The rubbery legs, the parched throat. The creaking bowels.
“Reason for your visit?”
“Political refugee,” said Bruno in a moment of madness.
The guy looked up at him with raised eyebrows. Surely he wasn’t
old enough to be a policeman, he only looked about twelve. He had
bright orange hair, hair the color of a carrot. So that wasn’t just a
stereotype.
Bruno came to his senses.
“I’m only kidding,” he said. He tried to summon up some charm,
leaning in towards the booth in a conspiratorial fashion. Aware now
of the line forming behind him.
“I was stretching a point,” he said. “I’m actually here on vacation.
Until after the election. Look, November fifth.”
He held up the printout of his ticket, but the guy didn’t even
bother to look at it. He was scrutinizing Bruno’s face.
“Fair enough,” he said.
He raised his stamp and brought it down with a little thump on
the page. Closing the passport, he handed it back to Bruno. Slowly,
as if he had all day.
“Tell you what,” he said. “If that crowd are still in charge
after the election, come back to me, and we’ll give you asylum all
right.”
Bruno wasn’t sure if he’d heard him right.
“No offense, now,” the young policeman added, worried all of a
sudden that he’d gone too far.
“No offense taken.”
And Bruno was tempted to say something else but he didn’t.
He slipped the passport into the pocket of his jacket, picked up his
carry-on bag, and moved off.
He was still smiling to himself as he waited at the baggage
carousel. Fancy that, he thought. Back home, joke with an immigration
official and they start taking out the rubber gloves.
But it got him to thinking. By the time he’d spotted his bag
snaking towards him, he’d made a pact with himself.
Excerpted from This Is How It Ends by Kathleen MacMahon. Copyright © 2012 by Kathleen MacMahon. Excerpted by permission of Grand Central Publishing. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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