you got potenshall, big potenshall. Ya said ya was going down to the TAFE in Mereton but yaâve said nothink about it since.â I keep my mouth shut. All Iâm thinking about is the next problem, which isnât leaving the house at 4 am but not knowing what time Iâll be back. The longer Iâm away the more time she has to snoop. I pour an extra measure of bourbon. Maybe sheâll sleep through to the afternoon. âPat, she reckons ya should take a break. What do ya think? Maybe work for a bit. I said to her Iâm not sure if the mini-mart will take ya back. But they need me as a customer. Why donât ya talk to Moe?â
I wait until sheâs had a good slug of drink, then I say, âIâve actually been thinking about getting a job, taking some time off. I can sit my finals next year. In fact, Iâll probably do better next year. What happened at school has really,â I pause while she has another guzzle, âunsettled me.â
âLove, I know. I can tell. Youâre so jumpy.â
âItâs probably âcause Iâm not doing anything,â I reply. âYou know Iâve got all this energy I need to use. I suppose it used to go into my assessments and â¦â
âMmm.â She takes another sip. âI suppose it did, hey.â
âIâm not sure about going back to the mini-mart. Itâs not physical enough. I donât want to be cooped up inside all the time.â My eyes flick up to Mum. Sheâs draining the last drops of bourbon. âWould you like another one?â I smile at her. So far, so good. âIâll have one with you,â I suggest. âWe havenât had a drink together since Iâve been legal.â
âWell, thatâd be nice, wouldnât it.â
I jump up to play barman again. Mumâs watching me. I can feel it. I turn around.
âOn the rocks?â I ask her.
âWhy not.â
I take the ice container out of the freezer and stand it in front of the glasses. That way Mum canât see the two healthy nips of bourbon going into the one glass.
âCheers.â Standing in front of her I take a mouthful of my straight Coca Cola. âWhoa, a bit on the strong side,â I lie. âBut itâs not like weâre going anywhere.â
âI feel like I should be sayinâ somethink like a speech.â Mum takes a sip. Her eyes blink a few times but she recovers quickly. âYa know, ya loved that silk pillowcase of mine. One night Arch and I come home late from the club and ya was on the couch with it. Ya said it was the softest thing ya ever felt.â
âYou let me take the pillow to bed that night.â
âYeah?â Mum shakes her head. She doesnât remember what Archie whispered to her. âLet him take it, love, it probably makes him feel like heâs with you.â
âDo you think Archie ever thinks about us? Mum?â
âI donât know, love.â
I want to ask why she let him go. But this peace between us is so rare and I know it only hangs by a thread.
The old lady sighs and reaches out her glass. âTo my boy, eighteen years old now and havinâ a tipple with his mum. It probably donât get better than this.â
We clink the glasses together with a âcheersâ.
Itâs low what Iâm doing. I know that. But itâs called survival of the fittest. Darwinâs theory has elbowed its way into everything.
My doorâs open but every few minutes I take the headphones off to check that Mumâs bourbon-tinged snores are still floating down the hallway.
Itâs almost 3 am. For the last four hours Iâve been playing Rage of the Mercenary . Iâm not on my game. My heart feels like Iâve sculled twenty cups of coffee, but my brain and fingers wonât cooperate and Iâm pathetically slow on the keyboard. Every time Cleopatra666 shouts at me my pulse rate shoots
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