The Ten-Year Nap by Meg Wolitzer

Author:Meg Wolitzer [Wolitzer, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Contemporary Women, Unemployment, Family Life, Fiction, Psychological, Motherhood, Women
ISBN: 159448354X
Google: 0KuWnm4TDDIC
Amazon: B002HREKUU
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2008-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

Please send ten dollars

To the planetarium

Their gift shop is neat

The women continued to talk, their conversation moving in widening, overlapping circles that were rhythmic and hypnotic. A couple of the mothers inched or ambled toward the door. Amy willed herself out of the gabble and trance. It was almost time for lunch at the museum, she realized, looking at the clock, and so she slipped quietly from the music room, relieved to be going past the rows of hard knees and the bags swelling with children’s soccer jerseys and rolled yoga mats and beautifully wrapped birthday presents. Some of the mothers had lacrosse sticks casually leaning against their chairs, as though they were part of a team of female athletes on a break, instead of mere stick-carriers for their sons. Also leaving the room at that moment was Geralynn Freund. Out in the hallway, the two women converged.

“I’m not very good in groups,” Geralynn Freund explained.

“This could have gone on forever. And the conversation was ridiculous.”

“Yes,” said Geralynn. “It was.”

“Sometimes the meetings are a lot better,” said Amy.

“True.”

“But when they’re like this, you just feel life passing you by.”

Geralynn agreed. She shrugged her small body into a black shearling winter coat that made her look like someone rolled up in a rug, although it also seemed to Amy that there wasn’t a coat in the world that would be thick enough or warm enough to protect her. The women pushed through the double doors. Cold sunlight flowed in, and Geralynn Freund stood in it for a moment, blinking rapidly, then smiled and hurried off.

Where did she have to go? Amy wondered. What was her day like? What did she do with herself, her hair spiky and damp, her body like a rope knotted here and there to make elbows, knees, a head? Amy could see Geralynn walking for hours and hours, calculating in her head how long it would take to burn off the calories of the kiwifruit and pineapple slices she’d eaten, until it was time to return and pick up her son.

Amy imagined this woman perpetually in motion, all wound up and then slowly winding down. But then it occurred to her that some people might in fact ask the same question about Amy: What did she do with herself all day?

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