WORLD VOICES

DANCING FOR MY MOTHER
  BY DUFF BRENNA


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          Your girlfriend at this time is Ginger. She has bronze-reddish hair and is slim and the cutest girl who has ever liked you. She calls you the Duffer. The two of you kiss and hug whenever you can, but not anything more. You go roller skating together. You have a silver ring you found at the pool last summer. Someone left it and instead of turning it in to the Lost & Found you kept it. It is way too large for your largest finger, so you wind tape around the bottom until the ring fits. One night at the rink you ask Ginger to go steady. She’s willing and she says, Aren’t you going to give me your ring? You quickly calculate that she will see the tape wrapped around it and know that you’re faking because your fingers are so skinny. I’ll get you a better ring, you tell her. She pouts and without another word turns her back, skates away. You take the ring off, unwrap the tape and skate after her. But when you try to give her the ring she says, Never mind if you don’t want to. But I want to! you say, pushing the ring at her. She finally takes it. But going steady doesn’t work out. Just like Karen, Ginger starts avoiding you. You don’t understand it. You do understand Karen not liking you anymore because you were a coward the day Phillip of the green buckteeth beat her up. But what did you do wrong with Ginger? Was it because you hesitated to give her the ring? He who hesitates is lost? Is that it? Who understands how girls think? Your love for Ginger stays big in your heart for a long time, but her love for you goes away. You can see it’s gone every time you look into her eyes and she frowns. You’re only ten but it feels like your heart is broken. She never returns your ring.

          After the year is over, Pappas is discharged from the Air Force and your family prepares to move back to Aurora, where he has a job waiting for him at the Rocky Mountain Arsenal. The night before leaving, your parents go out with some friends, and Karen comes over to say goodbye. You take her down to the basement and sit on the steps, but can’t find much to say to each other. The only noise is the furnace. You tell her how you were always afraid of the furnace. There it squats near the coal bin, its slotted gate closed, flames leaping in the slots, its belly growling, its octopus arms reaching out and up to the ceiling. Karen agrees that the furnace is pretty scary. You hug each other. You’re thinking she will give you a goodbye fuck if you want to. But it doesn’t feel right to do it when you’re so sad about moving away.

          Finally Karen goes home and you go sleep on the blankets in the living room with Carol Marie and Michele Renee. In the morning your parents wake you and tell you to get ready to go. And yes damn you to hell you have wet yourself! You feel like crying, but do that and you’ll be in worse trouble. You get some underwear from your suitcase and change as quick as you can. And the last thing you do in that house is take your wet pajamas down to the basement and throw them in the fire, which is banked and smoldering. The pajamas send smoke-prayers to Gitche Manidoo, until whoosh! they burst into flames. You run upstairs. Your mother looks at you and says, What did you do? You tell her you couldn’t take them wet like that. She shakes her head, closes her eyes and says, Hopeless. Help your dad load the car, she says. After the car is loaded and you’re all inside and the engine starts, you’re staring straight ahead at your friends’ houses, fixing them in your mind for the last time. Pappas is looking over his shoulder backing out. Get the fuck out of my way! he says, slapping your right ear (a bell clap Grandma Inez would call it) and it’s like he’s jabbed a pencil in there. The pain makes you cry out. You hold your ear and curl in a ball on the seat, keeping your head down while Urbana, Illinois disappears from your stupid life.

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