The Back of His Head

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stand there watching and he could see me wearing my lifter’s belt, it looked all serious but it wasn’t, I’m telling you the truth, it was like lifting nothing, it was like the old man’d already gone and I’m holding nothing up in the air, just the space where he used to be.
    And one day I’m standing there holding him up like that from behind, and Mr Orr’s there watching me, and I’m right up against the old boy like I’m doing the Heimlich maneuver on him—that’s one of the things Baileys teaches you, the Heimlich maneuver, in case your client chokes on his rusk—and Mr Orr, he says to me, what’s your secret? And I couldn’t help it, I told him, I’ve got him propped up on my dick . I thought it was a hell of a funny, I’m laughing now, you can hear me, excuse me—excuse me—sorry—yeah. Jeez. Anyway, Mr Orr, he definitely didn’t think it was funny, he just blew his stack at me, I thought he was going to sack me on the spot? Shit he was angry? This is Raymond Lawrence you’re talking about, he tells me. He is a great man. You’re literally holding his life in your hands. You’re paid to care for him and that means what it says, you’re not paid to disrespect him. He told me stuff like that. I tell him, keep your hair on, and he gives me this funny look. I’d often tell him that, to get under his skin. Keep your hair on, Mr Orr , I’d tell him.
    Right, what was I saying? That’s right, getting the old man walking. You see, there’s times when he just couldn’t move. I’d hold him up from behind, no problems, like I said. I’d hold him there and hold him there and you can tell he just couldn’t get his legs going, he couldn’t get his feet moving on the floor. So I’d give his left leg just a nudge from behind with my kneecap, then the right with the right, same thing, and then the left with the left again and so on. And he’d start to move. What it felt like when I was doing that is, it felt like I was putting him on like I was putting on his clothes. Now that’s a weird feeling, I mean, becoming someone else. It’s like he was getting his life out of me, sucking it out of me—can you see what I’m trying to say? Like when you give another car a shunt along the road with yours to get it started? Felt like that. Weird.
    After a bit he’d start moving his feet on his own, as long as I was holding him up. Then after a bit more I could feel him pulling away from me and moving himself, and he was separated off, and—well, there he’d be, in front of me, he’d be moving away from me. It was like teaching a kid to ride a bike, you know, you run along behind and hold them steady for a while and then they’re off, they don’t need you anymore? It’s like I’d made him, it’s like I’d made him— happen . I said this to old Peter once—I’d never call him that to his face, by the way, all the rest of the Residence staff called him Mr Orr, so I was supposed to call him Mr Orr, too, but I tell you what I called him, I called him Either-Or—get it? Peter Orr, Either-Or? Just to myself. He called me Gradus and I called him that. Anyway, I say this to old Either-Or, I tell him, when I get Mr Lawrence moving again like that it’s like I’ve made him, know what I mean? And he says to me, you’ve been working here too long, you’re starting to think like a literary person, Gradus, not a colouring-in person . He does it in that smart-arsed smirky way that makes you want to hit him—like he’s from somewhere special. And I knew he’d got that name from somewhere, Gradus, I knew it wasn’t meant to be a compliment, I could tell that just from looking at his face, the way he said it— d’you know what he meant, by the way, Patrick? Gradus?
    Anyway, doesn’t matter, he was the same with

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