Friday, May 9, 2008
“I had to quit drinking,” he said. “I’m getting too fat, and I can’t lose weight when I’m drinking. I like to drink, though.”
“How’s that working out for you,” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I just started. But I think I had the DTs yesterday. I was at the gym and saw a woman who looked like my mother, but her face was sort of like my aunts. She had all her teeth pulled and doesn’t wear her false teeth all the time, so her mouth has sort of fallen in. But the woman was built like my mother and moved like my mother and was dressed like her in one of those cheap, goofy bright flower shirts over a t-shirt. I’d never seen this woman at the gym before and she certainly didn’t belong with this crowd. I was freakin’ and looking at her and trying to make sense of it all. Then she noticed me staring at her and started to get nervous, so I went back to working out in order to avoid a scene. When I looked for her again, she was gone. I don’t know if she was there or not. You think it was the DTs?”
“You look fine to me.”
Here’s a picture of my mother in Michigan the year before I was born, just married, maybe still in love.
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