dollars at a time, for birthdays, Hannukah, Simchas Torah, whatever, in order to have the privilege of being Aviâs apprentice. So what was this all about? Being teacherâs pet?
âYou live in the neighborhood?â Stewie asked.
Where were his manners? Next heâd be asking me what my rent was.
âIâm staying at my cousinâs place,â I told him, âfor now.â
âYour cousin?â Janet asked.
âMy cousin Lisa.â
Stir things up, Frank used to say; it makes the shit float to the surface.
âYouâre Lisaâs cou-cousin?â
âDidnât Avram tell you?â I asked.
âIâm a massage therapist,â Howie said, his bulldog jowls trembling as he spoke. âItâs good to know, in case you ever get a crick in your neck or anything. So wha-what were you up to, before?â
Maybe he was a bulldog. He sure didnât know when to let go.
I looked into my lap and smiled. âLook,â I said after a while, âAvi says now is all there is. Now Iâm here.â
No one spoke. Not one of them appeared to have taken a breath since Eve reached for the apple, sending the human race on its downhill slide.
Frank would be so proud.
âHow long have you known Avi?â Stewie finally asked, as interested as if he were a cocker spaniel and I were holding a liver snap.
âItâs hard to say.â
âJust what we need around here,â Janet drawled, âanother bitch.â
Stewie shot her a look.
Avi returned and with a motion of his arm called us for rounds. Howie, Stewart, and Janet went out into the hall to change shoes. I picked up Lisaâs shoes from right behind my chair and slipped them on. We were off to an auspicious beginning, I thought as I took a place in the back so that I could watch them from behind as well as in the mirror.
Howard Lish, a sad-looking fat man, was off to the left. He was about five-eight, flabby, and had apparently found the very potbelly my brother-in-law had just lost.
Stewart Fleck was as small and chary as a rodent out on a raid in some street catâs territory. He was barely my height, on the gaunt side, and pale, as if he stayed indoors too much. I could see his dark, beady little eyes watching me in the mirror. Fuck him , I thought and watched him right back.
The only other person I knew with muscles like Janet Castle was my pit bull. She was wearing a shocking pink cutoff singlet that showed off her rocklike abs. You could see her perfect quads under the floral latex tights, and her glutes looked as if they were made of concrete. Holy steroids, Batman, what a construction site she was.
I looked around at the sorry group. Not one of them was quite what Iâd expect to find if I opened the latest edition of Whoâs Who in Zen in America. Where did Avi find all these nerds?
But who was I to talk? I still cared far too much about what my family thought about me, even though most of them were dead. The strongest substance Iâd abused lately was sherry out of a jelly jar with a seventy-five-year-old rabbi. And it had been a dogâs age since Iâd shared my bed with someone who wasnât wearing a flea collar.
14
Janet Gave Me a Wink
After rounds Stewie and Howie left immediately, and Avi went into the office and closed the door. Janet gave me a wink, as if we were old buddies and weâd just pulled off another good one. While I was changing my shoes, she came up to me.
âListen,â she said, âIâm sorry I came down so hard on you. Itâs not your fault, what happened. Itâs just the way things are.â She shrugged. âI mean, Avramâs great, I love him to pieces, but he does things his way. Shit, itâs his school, am I right?â
I nodded.
âSo why donât we go have lunch, my treat, to, you know, make it up to you for me being such a bitch?â
âWhy not?â
âGreat,â she said,
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