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Show Remember? 80 She stretched, her arms crossed behind her head. I just realized, Mark, that there's no way you can't be my brother. We can't get divorced. The hot wind sheared bits of bark from the branches above. The planed curls of bark vibrated. The wind slapped the corners of their tarp against the hardened ground. This damn desert wind, she said. Why is i t so insistent? I don't think I can take i t anymore. Do you remember one windy night after Vin Sculley signed o f f , he asked, after KOAR played the national anthem and we were lying on the bed discussing RBIs? I'm not sure. The night was like this, only we didn't know i t until the announcer signed off with the national anthem. Then we heard the wind, almost like i t was trying to break i n . We held hands, pretending that we were lost in Death Valley and could be saved only by holding tightly to each other. I don't remember that. Well, he said, would you mind holding my hand again, for old time's sake? No, that would be nice. His hand rested briefly over her wedding ring before i t laced with hers. He drew circles around her knuckles, stroked the tops of her veins and f e l t the sand wedged between her fingers. I'm thinking of leaving him, she said. Leaving Jim? he said, surprised even though the family, including his sister, had heard him say many times that her leaving Jim would be the best |
