Picturing Will by Ann Beattie

Picturing Will by Ann Beattie

Author:Ann Beattie [Beattie, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780307765703
Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Published: 2011-03-30T05:00:00+00:00


TWELVE

Since quitting his previous job, Wayne had taken a job with a lawn-and-landscaping service. Also, on Friday and Saturday nights he delivered groceries to the big retirement complexes that had sprung up in the past few years: no big tips, but decent people who probably wouldn’t put a bullet between his eyes the way loonies did when they got antsy in supermarkets. A month before, a kid bagging groceries had been threatened with a pistol, and another kid, loading groceries into a car curbside, had been robbed of what little money he had, and had gotten his wrist broken in the process. The first incident made the papers, but as far as he knew the second incident had merely gotten around by word of mouth, so Corky probably wouldn’t hear about that. She already had objections to his working nights, and reports of violence would just fuel her anger, though she had quieted down since she had started to work two nights a week herself. If she had her way, he would quit smoking no matter how much weight he gained, never socialize with his friends, and sit around the house like Corinne’s husband, who had been missing from the weekly softball game since his daughter’s birth. The baby was suffering from jaundice. At first Eddie had recruited his friend Buzz to play catcher, but after three weeks he just resigned from the team. Corinne had pitched him a fastball with the unplanned baby (planned by Corinne, unplanned by Eddie, as Corky had told him, swearing him to secrecy), and now he was as in-tight with family life as a fastball hitting the pocket of a catcher’s mitt.

He pulled into the hotel parking lot to take the short stroll across the sand to the Azure Skies, a thatch-roofed beach bar where every day there was happy hour from five to six: free Pepperidge Farm goldfish, free peanuts, and on Fridays a second drink provided gratis with the last one you ordered. A nice, simple, good-time sort of place that Corky, of course, wouldn’t set foot in. The owner’s twin brother ran the supermarket where Wayne had started moonlighting. It was from him that Wayne learned the supermarket needed delivery boys. It rubbed him wrong when Dalton said “boys,” but he reminded himself that it was just an expression. Why get mad about that when things were so screwed-up in the world that now the person in charge of a meeting wasn’t a chairman, but a chairperson. Hurricanes were now named for men. Next, people would be referring to sailboats as “he.”

What sort of man would leave different women three times? Wayne was wondering to himself as he locked the door of the Toyota. He had taken off his socks and tennis shoes and left them in the car so he could feel the sand between his toes. A dip in the ocean would be even better, but if it came to a fast swim or a couple of drinks, his preference was the barstool.



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