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In the Basement

           

           Theirfatherhadlettheleavessmolderallthatafternoon,drinkingbeerontheporchanddroppingtheemptyBlackLabelcansintohiswife’splasticfloorbucketwhilehistwooldersonsflankedhimandlittleJackysatonthestepsathisfeet,playingwithhisBoloBouncerandsingingmonotonouslyoverandover:"Yourcheatingheart…willmakeyouweep…yourcheatingheart…isgonnatellonyou."

           Atquarterofsix,justbeforesupper,Daddyhadgoneouttotheappletreewithhissonsgroupedcarefullybehindhim.Inonehandhehadagardenhoe.Heknockedtheleavesapart,leavinglittleclotsspreadaroundtosmolderanddie.Thenhereachedthehoehandleup,weavingandblinking,andaftertwoorthreetriesheknockedthenesttotheground.

           Theboysfledforthesafetyoftheporch,butDaddyonlystoodoverthenest,swayingandblinkingdownatit.Jackycreptbacktosee.Afewwaspswerecrawlingsluggishlyoverthepaperterrainoftheirproperty,buttheywerenottryingtofly.Fromtheinsideofthenest,theblackandalienplace,cameanever-to-be-forgottensound:alow,somnolentbuzz,likethesoundofhightensionwires.

           "Whydon’ttheytrytostingyou,Daddy?"hehadasked.

           "Thesmokemakesemdrunk,Jacky.Gogetmygascan."

           Herantofetchit.Daddydousedthenestwithambergasoline.

           "Nowstepaway,Jacky,unlessyouwanttoloseyoureyebrows."

           Hehadsteppedaway.

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