Unending Rooms by Daniel Chacon

Author:Daniel Chacon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Unending Rooms
ISBN: 9781937854614
Publisher: Dzanc Books
Published: 2008-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Now I sat on her bed. The room was tidy, the bed made with fresh sheets and good-smelling blankets, white pillows fluffed up like cherubs. I was looking at the chest of drawers, as if it were a coffin I had to open. It was a tall, wooden chest, an antique, the only piece of furniture Sara insisted on having. My parents had paid a lot for it one Christmas, but, boy, did it make Sara happy. I remember watching the light in her eyes as the delivery boys brought it in, this piece of furniture older than our home, its size made for a mansion, not a three-bedroom house like ours. They had to remove doors to get it into her bedroom.

I sat on her bed. I looked at the chest. It was very bright in her room, because all day mother kept Sara’s curtains open, and she put fresh flowers on a small, round table near the window.

I counted twelve drawers. I closed my eyes, tried to feel the presence of Sara, but what came to me within my closed eyes was an image of her in her chair one late afternoon, rolling down the hall. I saw her reflection in the floors, rolling away down the hall.

I stood up, walked across the floor to the chest of drawers. “Sara?” I asked out loud. “What do you want me to do?”

That was when it happened.

I had been working at the same job for seven years. I was an assistant manager, so I’m not the kind of guy who would exaggerate the truth to tell a story. I don’t even read stories.

Right after I asked my sister the question, “What do you want me to do?” the chest of drawers began to move. I mean it really rattled, like a scene from The Exorcist. It rattled as if someone were inside of it, some raging spirit. The chest of drawers seemed to be saying, “Get the hell away from me!”

I took a step back. On a logical level, I knew the heating system in the basement had kicked on. It vibrated the floors of the house, like it did every time it kicked on. The vibrating floors in turn caused the chest of drawers to move, to rattle and shake. This is a fact of our house: For example, every time the heater kicked on and I was in my bedroom, it shook my bed, which had become a winter expectation. When I was a boy, I actually began to look forward to it.

The fact that the chest of drawers was moving was not the remarkable thing (that happened all the time); rather, it was the fact that it moved at the exact same time as I had asked the question. That couldn’t have been random. What you have heard about twins is true, sometimes they can share thoughts and feelings even when they’re not together. Sara had just died, so it was possible that her energy was still around.

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