The Night Listener Page #2
I read your book.
(beep)
-(Pete) Hey.
- Hey.
You sW ear it's really you?
Why wouIdn't it be me?
I dunno.
You don't sound like yourself.
Well. I'm a little less dramatic in person.
- You sound Iike hammered sh*t.
-( Gabriel laughs)
That pins it doW n pretty W ell.
No offense.
Just can't f***in' beIieve it's you, man.
You just f***in' have to.
I'm sorry. My new mom
says I've got a trashy mouth.
Really?
Well. she's f***in' right.
AnyW ay. I was really impressed by
your book. I want to wish you good luck.
So what do you guys do for Christmas?
What do you mean?
- You and Jess. Do you have a tree?
- Oh, no.
We're not that big on Christmas.
Yeah. I know what you mean.
We got a rusty water tank across the street.
They hang a damn star on it every year.
A star.
That sounds nice.
Yeah.
Except it doesn't face this way.
Just Iights up the graffiti.
The rest of the town gets ''BethIehem."
AII's we get is ''Roberta bIows."
I sW ear. big ol' red letters.
''Roberta bloW s. ''
They painted it out last year.
It came back.
- She must reaIIy bIow.
-(laughs. coughs)
You OK?
Sh*t. (coughs)
Pete?
(Pete continues coughing)
Sh*t. (coughs)
Yeah, I'm OK. Gotta warn me
if you're gonna be funny, man.
- Drink this.
- Sorry.
- What is it?
- Well. Donna's here noW being a pain.
I W ouldn't put up W ith it.
except she's a babe and I like redheads.
It's him.
Say something.
- Hi. This is Donna Logand.
- Hey.
I'm sorry to cut this short.
- WeII, sure. I understand.. .
-( dial tone)
(turns off phone)
(phone rings)
HeIIo?
It's Donna.
He's asleep now .
We had to drain his lungs.
- Has he toId you about the AIDS?
- Yeah. he did.
Listen, there are some incredibIe drugs
nowadays. They worked wonders for Jess.
Yeah, we've tried a Iot of them
but he had syphiIis when he was eight
and his Iungs are Iike Swiss cheese.
He doesn't have very long.
A feW months at the most.
It probabIy doesn't make it any easier,
being out here in the middIe of nowhere.
But I just can't have
those creeps knowing where he is.
I thought they were in prison.
His father was. but his mother
disappeared after her arraignment.
- They don't know where she is.
- Surely after all these years...
We don't know what she's capabIe of.
is not to be paranoid. right?
( Gabriel) The thought of that
haunted me all night.
Over the next few weeks.
Pete and I talked almost every day.
Who do you want to talk to
When your book is published?
What do you mean?
You know . somebody famous
WeII. OK. Yeah.
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