Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town Part 36
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"Now *he* was trying to get away and I had him cornered. I kept squeezing. That's when he kicked me in the face. I was dazed. He kicked me twice more, and I ran downstairs and got a parka from the closet and ran out into the front yard and out to the park and hid in the bushes until morning.
"He was asleep when I came back in, after Natalie and Link had gone out. I found the knife beside the house and I went up to our room and I stood there, by the window, listening to you talk to them, holding the knife."
She plumped herself on the cus.h.i.+ons and flapped her wings once, softly, another puff of that warm air wafting over him. She picked up the tin robot he'd given her from the coffee table and turned it over in her hands, staring up its skirts at the tuna-fish ill.u.s.tration and the j.a.panese ideograms.
"I had the knife, and I felt like I had to use it. You know Chekhov? 'If a gun is on the mantle in the first act, it must go off in the third.' I write one-act plays. Wrote. But it seemed to me that the knife had been in act one, when Krishna dragged me into the bathroom.
"Or maybe act one was when he brought it home, after I showed him my wings.
"And act two had been my night in the park. And act three was then, standing over him with the knife, cold and sore and tired, looking at the blood crusted on his face."
Her face and her voice got very, very small, her expression distant. "I almost used it on myself. I almost opened my wrists onto his face. He liked it when I... rode... his face. Like the hot juices. Seemed mean-spirited to spill all that hot juice and deny him that pleasure. I thought about using it on him, too, but only for a second.
"Only for a second.
"And then he rolled over and his hands clenched into fists in his sleep and his expression changed, like he was dreaming about something that made him angry. So I left.
"Do you want to know about when I first showed him these?" she said, and flapped her wings lazily.
She took the ice pack from her face and he could see that the swelling had gone down, the discoloration faded to a dim shadow tinged with yellows and umbers.
He did, but he didn't. The breeze of her great wings was strangely intimate, that smell more intimate than his touches or the moment in which he'd glimpsed her fine, weighty b.r.e.a.s.t.s with their texture of stretch marks and underwire grooves. He was awkward, foolish feeling.
"I don't think I do," he said at last. "I think that we should save some things to tell each other for later."
She blinked, slow and lazy, and one tear rolled down and dripped off her nose, splas.h.i.+ng on the red T-s.h.i.+rt and darkening it to wineish purple.
"Will you sit with me?" she said.
He crossed the room and sat on the other end of the sofa, his hand on the seam that joined the two halves together, crossing the border into her territory, an invitation that could be refused without awkwardness.
She covered his hand with hers, and hers was cold and smooth but not distant: immediate, scritching and twitching against his skin. Slowly, slowly, she leaned toward him, curling her wing round his far shoulder like a blanket or a lover's arm, head coming to rest on his chest, breath hot on his nipple through the thin fabric of his T-s.h.i.+rt.
"Alan?" she murmured into his chest.
"Yes?"
"What are we?" she said.
"Huh?"
"Are we human? Where do we come from? How did we get here? Why do I have wings?"
He closed his eyes and found that they'd welled up with tears. Once the first tear slid down his cheek, the rest came, and he was crying, weeping silently at first and then braying like a donkey in sobs that started in his b.a.l.l.s and emerged from his throat like vomit, gus.h.i.+ng out with hot tears and hot snot.
Mimi enveloped him in her wings and kissed his tears away, working down his cheeks to his neck, his Adam's apple.
He snuffled back a mouthful of mucus and salt and wailed, "I don't know!"
She snugged her mouth up against his collarbone. "Krishna does," she whispered into his skin. She tugged at the skin with her teeth. "What about your family?"
He swallowed a couple of times, painfully aware of her lips and breath on his skin, the enveloping coolth of her wings, and the smell in every breath he took. He wanted to blow his nose, but he couldn't move without breaking the spell, so he h.o.a.rked his sinuses back into his throat and drank the oozing oyster of self-pity that slid down his throat.
"My family?"
"I don't have a family, but you do," she said. "Your family must know."
"They don't," he said.
"Maybe you haven't asked them properly. When are you leaving?"
"Today."
"Driving?"
"Got a rental car," he said.
"Room for one more?"
"Yes," he said.
"Then take me," she said.
"All right," he said. She raised her head and kissed him on the lips, and he could taste the smell now, and the blood roared in his ears as she straddled his lap, grinding her mons -- hot through the thin cotton of her skirt -- against him. They slid down on the sofa and they groaned into each others' mouths, his voice box resonating with hers.
He parked the rental car in the driveway, finis.h.i.+ng his cell phone conversation with Lyman and then popping the trunk before getting out. He glanced reflexively up at Mimi and Krishna's windows, saw the blinds were still drawn.
When he got to the living room, Mimi was bent over a suitcase, forcing it closed. Two more were lined up beside the door, along with three shopping bags filled with tupperwares and ziplocs of food from his fridge.
"I've borrowed some of your clothes," she said. "Didn't want to have to go back for mine. Packed us a picnic, too."
He planted his hands on his hips. "You thought of everything, huh?" he said.
She cast her eyes down. "I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. "I couldn't go home." Her wings unfolded and folded down again nervously.
He went and stood next to her. He could still smell the s.e.x on her, and on him. A livid hickey stood out on her soft skin on her throat. He twined her fingers in his and dropped his face down to her ear.
"It's okay," he said huskily. "I'm glad you did it."
She turned her head and brushed her lips over his, brushed her hand over his groin. He groaned softly.
"We have to get driving," he said.
"Yes," she said. "Load the car, then bring it around the side. I'll lie down on the back seat until we're out of the neighborhood."
"You've thought about this a lot, huh?"
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