Edgewater Angels by Sandro Meallet

Author:Sandro Meallet
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780307425720
Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Published: 2007-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

9

For seventeen straight days Goldie didn’t leave the apartment, making my life a rightquicking headache all over again. Could I get a packa smokes, right quick?; I’m feelin’ like a big-ass steak, Toom. You don’t mind coppin’ me one, right quick, do you?; How ’bout a six-pack?; A newspaper; A bagga chips; Some Eggos for breakfast! Right quick, right quick, right quick. Half my mornings I was late for school, Goldie had me running around for him so much, while moms, who he’d allowed to wear the necklace (“but only around the apartment, baby”), simply assumed the man under the weather.

By day ten I’d gotten so sick of Goldie I started staying away from home again. And just like during those El Niño days I moved back into the public library. Instead of the Bahamas, though, I decided to this time read a murder mystery or two to try and figure up the perfect plan for getting rid of someone who’d become a very unwanted in my life. I wasn’t thinking of actual murder or anything, but simply for a foolproof notion of fading a person out for good. Of getting and keeping him permanently out of the apartment. More than anything I’d hoped the books would get me thinking about it in the right ways. You know, how to set up and trick an individual without them knowing it. But two pages into the second book about a man shot to death at night, and on his very own front yard, and I got Deadeye and company so heavy in the brain that I couldn’t read on. Instead a shameful-as-charged feeling crept all over me. Ever since that night, you see, I’d got to taking a different route to the schoolhouse, not wanting to ever in my life have to see Deadeye’s apartment again or even any family he might’ve had in it. I mean I still couldn’t believe I’d somehow been mixed up in his murder. And his partner’s to boot. Several times a day I’d get into these tense and terrible arguments with myself about it all, with the one side of me saying, Damn, Toom, you should never’ve backpacked the necklace that morning, and the other part saying, What you did was a.o.k. normal and all, Toom, it’s just that when you’ve got a violenceprone lunatic on the loose in your very own home only the worst kind of madness can go down; and don’t think that that night was the end of it either. One day he’ll turn against you and your moms too, and think nothing of it. Just you wait.

More and more then, I wanted (no, needed) Goldie out of the apartment and out of my life. Not because of that violent streak, I told myself, but because with him gone, maybe the whole Deadeye business would go away too.

Then, just when I’d gotten my deepdownsickest of the man, he’d suddenly started to feel outdoorsy again, leaving the apartment at night every night,

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