By Gwee Li Sui
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I said, irritated. Again, that strange sound effect from outside my head as if I were hearing things while dreaming. They said that Audrey was in the accident. Who said? Audrey is hurt. Hurt. Dead. Dead? Wait a minute. Don’t anyhow say. Are you crazy? Don’t exaggerate. Don’t bluff, don’t anyhow say. There must be some mistake. She’s probably at home. She probably skipped school today. I called her . . But I didn’t call her. ’s face? It’s her. ” Everyone thought that we were going back to class, but we were instructed to go to the hall.
Wait a minute. Don’t anyhow say. Are you crazy? Don’t exaggerate. Don’t bluff, don’t anyhow say. There must be some mistake. She’s probably at home. She probably skipped school today. I called her . . But I didn’t call her. ’s face? It’s her. ” Everyone thought that we were going back to class, but we were instructed to go to the hall. I didn’t want to go. It was an odd time to feel like an actress. My role: human walking. Left leg, right hand, right leg, left hand, inhale, exhale. My real self had retreated into some dark corner, watching all of this on a monstrous silent screen that kept shifting—I’d see myself, then teachers, students trooping up the stairs, my legs and feet going up and down—shifting so my vision blurred.
What was the neighbour doing? Evan hated them. Well-heeled, smarmy know-it-all own-it-alls who stayed up late sampling wine, leaving the driveway lights on. Yuppies who probably had a rich mommy or daddy to make the down payment on their semi-detached house. He was disgusted with the way they went on their many holidays, asking Evan to look after their place while foisting Crabtree and Evelyn baskets to buy Amy’s favour. As for Evan himself, they had only paid off the mortgage on their home after thirty years of hard work.
Telltale : 11 Stories by Gwee Li Sui