Another Place You've Never Been by Rebecca Kauffman

Author:Rebecca Kauffman
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781619028517
Publisher: Soft Skull Press
Published: 2016-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

The snow was wet. Tracy held the shoe box over her head to protect her hair on her way out to her truck. She had a specific pair in mind for Greenie’s sister, who was wearing neon greens in most of the family pictures Tracy had seen.

She got into her truck and turned the heat on high. She ran the wipers to clear away the inch of feathery snow that had collected on the windshield. The wipers squeaked. Her book on tape started back up, and she paused it. She dialed Greenie.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” she said.

“Your voice sounds weird.”

“I’m all fired up. I fought with my cousin. The one I told you about.” Tracy shivered and adjusted her vents. “I’ll be on my way to your folks’ place in five, just need to stop for gas and a coffee. Remind me again what’s the address?”

“You sure you’re OK to drive?” Greenie said.

“I’ll be fine.”

“It’s really coming down.”

“Greenie, I’m fine,” she said. “I’ve got my chains put on.”

Tracy heard the soft chafe of Greenie’s palm over his mouthpiece, and his muffled voice when he called, “Nobody, Ma,” then something else that she couldn’t make out. His voice came back strong. “Trace, I think you should just spend today there with your family. We can talk tomorrow.”

Tracy didn’t want to cry but it was all gathered right behind her face and it was hot and urgent. It came out in a single, heavy sob, and then she was done. She hung up her phone and threw it onto the floor mat of the passenger seat, where it thunked against the bottle of red she’d picked up to take to the Greens’.

How was it that she hadn’t once in her entire life cried about her very own father, not once; not on the day he left, not over the visits he missed, not when he was diagnosed, or the day he died. Not one single tear for her very own father. Yet Greenie, that child, that selfish, stupid boy, he could straight-up squash her in half a second. How many times she had tentatively rehearsed this day in her mind.

Tracy lit a cigarette.

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