Yes sir.
The father leaned forward, pressed his palms together.
Is there anything you’d like to talk about now? he asked. Any questions you might have? About anything at all?
The boy made himself look back at the father. He had no questions, only a feeling that nothing was real, not in his new life or in the one that was gone. It was as if he could see the world around him, but could not see himself in that world. This separation had always been with him, an invisible but undeniable fact. A personal fact, since other people seemed to experience life more keenly. He wanted to tell the father, but as he tried to form the words he felt as though he were submerged underwater, and the only way he could breathe again was to avert his eyes.
No rush, the father said. No rush at all.
That evening, the family clears the stage as the boy steps center for his solo. He stub-toe walks forward, leaps into a handstand, palms gripping the lip of the boards, then pushes off, somersaulting backwards, landing flush atop a mailbox. For a moment, as the blood settles, he believes his father is shuffling on a barrel beside him. He windmills his arms, but the motion of his own limbs startles him, and he teeters backwards, nearly falls. The trumpeter hits a deliberate wrong note, long and strident. The boy recovers, stares up into the calcium ray. The eyes blinking back through that dense light appear detached, remote, and for an instant the boy feels as if he is up there with them, watching himself from the galleries. During the final beats of his solo, he breaks routine, ad-libbing a balance act, mixing bandy twists and barrel turns, bucking until his body blurs. When it’s over he is soaked through and trembling, and the crowd’s ovation does not draw him back onstage.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
The author would like to thank the following people and organizations for their support, guidance and generosity: Laird Hunt, Selah Saterstrom, Eric Gould, the Evan Frankel Foundation, his teachers and classmates at the University of Denver, Patrick deWitt, Erik Anderson, Diane Kimmel, Sean Dingle, Brian Evenson, Gregory Howard, Linda Bensel-Meyers, Stephanie Krause, Michael Kimball, David Gruber, Wesley Gibson, Maureen Brady, Peter McGuigan, Stephanie Abou, Rachel Hecht, Matt Wise, Nina Shope, and (especially) Robert Lasner and Elizabeth Clementson.
Copyright © 2012 by Christopher Narozny All rights reserved.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Narozny, Christopher.
Jonah man / Christopher Narozny.p.cm.
eISBN : 978-1-935-43951-6
1. Vaudeville—United State—Fiction. 1. Title.
PS3614.A698J66 2012
2011051469
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