A FINE PASSAGE
FRANCE DAIGLE
a novel
Translated by Robert Majzels
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First published as
Un Fin Passage
in 2001 by Les Ãditions du Boréal
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National Library of Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Daigle, France
[Fin passage. English]
A fine passage / France Daigle. â 1st ed.
Translation of: Un fin passage.
ISBN 978-1-77089-130-2 (ePub)
I. Title. II. Title: Fin passage. English.
PS8557.A423F5613 2002Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â C843â.54Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â C2002-904128-7
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THURSDAY Organization
CLAUDIA GAZES OUT the airplaneâs window at the sea of undulating white clouds below. The entire mechanism of the world seems, at this moment, smooth to her. The sun shines unimpeded over a brilliant white ocean, and the sky is nothing but the pure expression of its essential immensity.
A priest of sorts is seated next to Claudia. He rummages, for the hundredth time, through his worn travelling bag, produces a chocolate bar. He peels back the wrapping and waves the bar beneath Claudiaâs nose.
âWould you care for some?â
âNo, thank you.â
The large and abundantly bearded man pulls the bar away and snaps off a small piece.
âSixteen?â
âFifteen.â
The generic priest, a Greek pope with a touch of something rabbinical â or is it the other way around? â bites into the chocolate. He breathes deeply as he chews. Grey hairs protrude from his small, squarish round hat. His black suit is equally grey with age.
âMy name is Shimon. How about you?â
Though she would have preferred to stare out at the clouds and daydream, Claudia resigns herself to conversation.
âClaudia.â
Again, the pope-rabbi offers her the bared square of chocolate.
âYouâre sure you donât want any, Claudia?â
âIâm sure, thank you.â
He pulls the bar away and breaks off another piece.
âI certainly didnât travel alone at your age.â
He ruminates, chewing.
âAlthough my parents and grandparents travelled quite a bit.â
He leans closer, confiding: âYou see, Iâm Jewish.â
And leaning closer, whispers: âI bear a secret.â
Claudia nods politely, but she has no desire to continue this conversation. Discreetly, she shifts her head back towards the porthole.
âHe is called Yahweh.â
The pope-rabbi pronounces Godâs name as though his lungs were collapsing. Claudia, thinking perhaps heâs taken ill, turns her head to look.
Shimon, content with his exhalation, continues.
âHe is our God. Do you believe in God?â
Claudia shrugs. She doesnât know.
âYahweh. You have to breathe it.â
The pope-rabbi exhales the name of Yahweh a third time.
âBecause God is breath. Almost nothing more than that. This is your first time on an airplane, maybe?â
âNo.â
The man folds the
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