Jerome by William Taylor

Author:William Taylor [Taylor, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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MARCO E-MAILS KATE

Dear Katie,

I have done the two things you said. First thing - I went and saw Mr and Mrs Winter. Shit, man, it was hard. I never been in that house since Jerome's funeral and before that I half- lived there. I got in that fuckin door and all I wanted to do was cry, but I didn't. I loved him, Katie, I did, I loved him and he's fuckin gone and it'll never ever be the same, not ever. Sorry about that. I made up my mind, I am not gonna get emotional. I think you could understand, even you being gay and all that - but I'm not gonna mention that again, trust me.

I'll tell you about it. Mrs Winter said, 'Hello, Marco. Do come in. I'll just call... ' and then she stopped and just said again, 'Come in, Marco.' I didn't know what to say and I just stood there. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Then old man Winter came in and, Jesus, Katie, the bugger gave me a big hug and I said don't come too near 'cos I got bugs - and I told them about the 'flu.

It must be pure shit when your one kid dies, Katie. What do you reckon? You know, for the first time ever the Winters treated me like I wasn't a little shit kid and a bad influence. Old man Winter asked me what I'd like to drink so I made the most of it and said Jim Beam. Mrs Winter just looked at me and said she'd put the coffee on.

I still didn't know what to say but it didn't matter too much because they did the talking most of the time. Mrs Winter goes away for treatments every week for her nerves and stress but she looked okay to me. Put it this way, she looked as spaced-out as she always did and to me she's always looked a bit spacey. I said I heard you were coming home for Xmas and how nice that was. Old man W. said they had talked it over and they knew what you meant to Jerome and you might like to see where he was in the old cemetery, and spend some time with your Susan and with them. I haven't been to the cemetery again since your flower. I can't go. Maybe I'll come with you. Shit Katie, that'll be a fuck-awful Xmas for you! Well, not your Susan. For the first time ever, Katie, I realised Jerome's olds really loved him. Jerome never thought they did. He reckoned they just gave him heaps of stuff - whatever he wanted - to shut him up and keep him smiling. Jesus, Katie, he was wrong. When I looked at them the other day I suddenly realised Jerome was the biggest thing they had. He was their fuckin life. Bloody Jerome! Robbed me! Robbed you! Robbed his olds - robbed them real bad. Must be bloody sad when your olds are as old as Jerome's and there's nuthin much left to look forward to in your life.

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