trusted himâa ten-year-old child! We had a big argumentâdidnât talk until the next time he took off. She called me to ask if heâd come to my house. I told her again to call the police. Phil told her the same thing. But by the time she called, he had turned up. That happened a few more times. Always the same thing: he and Devi have a fight, he disappears overnight and comes back the next day.â
âBut this is the longest heâs been gone?â
âYes. By far.â
âSo whatâs different?â
Elizabeth doesnât have to think very long. âDevi. Devi went off her meds. Trashed their house. Heâs never seen her like thatâout of control. Violent.â
âViolent?â Sid asks.
Elizabethâs face is ashen. Sid wonders if this is the first time sheâs considered that Devi may have hurt Wain. He wishes he could reassure her, but he has seen too many abused kids come and go at home. Parental abuse is as common as dirt, Megan says.
âSo heâs probably gone where he always goes,â Sid says slowly. âHeâs just staying away longer because heâs afraid to come home.â
âBut he must know how worried we are. And Devi hasnât come back.â
âBut he doesnât know that, does he?â
âI suppose not.â
âSo we have to find him and tell him,â Sid says, although he has no clear idea how this will happen. He puts the teacups back on the tray and takes the tray into the kitchen.
âJust leave the dishes,â Elizabeth calls from the living room. âIâll take care of them later.â
âI got it,â Sid says, nestling the cups into the top rack of the dishwasher. Itâs a familiar task, and it calms him.
When he goes back into the living room to say goodbye, Elizabeth is asleep, so he leaves her a note on a page torn from his sketchbook: Gone back to Philâs. See you tomorrow? He signs it with a tiny drawing of himself riding across the bridge on Wainâs bike. Blue bridge, green bike, red hair, yellow sun.
What the Fuck
F or the next few days, Sid follows the plan: papering downtown with Wainâs picture, sometimes with Amie, sometimes alone. At night he stays home and draws or watches TV while Phil drives around downtown, talking to hookers and cops and drug dealers. No one has seen Wain.
One morning, after almost a week in Victoria, Sid wakes up in Philâs loft, a cat on his head, another on his feet. He looks up at the cloudless sky. Itâs a beautiful day and he canât bear to go back downtown. Besides, heâs had an idea thatâs worth exploring, although heâs not ready to share it with anyone yet. First he has to call Megan.
When she answers, he updates her on the search for Wain and reassures her that he is all right.
âYou have a friend down here, right?â he asks. âWanda? Wendy? The one with the sailboat. Do you know where she keeps her boat?â
âWendy,â Megan says. âAs far as I know her boatâs still in Oak Bay Marina. Why?â
âI thought Iâd go visit her,â Sid says. âWhatâs the name of her boat again?â
â Delirious . Shouldnât be hard to find. Just ask for the crazy lady with the purple boat.â Megan laughs. âTell her I said hi. Ask her to stop in if sheâs ever up this way.â
âOkay. Gotta go. Iâll call later, maybe talk to Fariza.â
âI miss you, Sid. We all do.â
âMiss you too,â Sid says. âBye.â
After breakfast he says goodbye to Phil, who is ankle-deep in sawdust, and walks down to the marina where the cement killer whale guards the parking lot. Phil told him that there used to be an aquarium next to the marina, with live killer-whale shows and seals that took showers and âtalkedâ to the tourists. You could even brush the whalesâ teeth. It makes Sid feel sick just to
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