The Whites: a Novel
“Daughters of Jacob.
Ten minutes in either institution made him feel like he was breathing air through a pinched straw. Visiting both in the same day left him feeling like a clubbed seal.
First that fucking school: some kind of parent/career-day event that had him standing there rocking from foot to foot like a beetle-browed dummy in front of two dozen third graders, the good-looking lay teacher in the back of the room nose-down in paperwork, not even listening or raising her eyes to him as he m...umbled his way through the joys of the Job.
And those questions . . . Did you ever kill anybody?
No.
(One, but he had it coming.) Can I see your gun?
I’m not carrying one.
(No, you can’t see my goddamn gun.) Did you ever come to my tío’s house?
Who’s your tío?
Reuben Matos. He lives on Sherman Avenue.
Yeah, once.
(At least.) How much money do you make?
Enough to pay tuition here.
Do you ever get mad at Sofia?
Never.
(Never.) How come she’s so fat?
Milton looking to his daughter seated front and center, staring at him with resigned eyes, then back at the kid who asked the question.MoreLess
Ten minutes in either institution made him feel like he was breathing air through a pinched straw. Visiting both in the same day left him feeling like a clubbed seal.
First that fucking school: some kind of parent/career-day event that had him standing there rocking from foot to foot like a beetle-browed dummy in front of two dozen third graders, the good-looking lay teacher in the back of the room nose-down in paperwork, not even listening or raising her eyes to him as he m...umbled his way through the joys of the Job.
And those questions . . . Did you ever kill anybody?
No.
(One, but he had it coming.) Can I see your gun?
I’m not carrying one.
(No, you can’t see my goddamn gun.) Did you ever come to my tío’s house?
Who’s your tío?
Reuben Matos. He lives on Sherman Avenue.
Yeah, once.
(At least.) How much money do you make?
Enough to pay tuition here.
Do you ever get mad at Sofia?
Never.
(Never.) How come she’s so fat?
Milton looking to his daughter seated front and center, staring at him with resigned eyes, then back at the kid who asked the question.MoreLess
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