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The Sorrow of the Elves
Brian Bouldrey is the author of three novels: The Genius of Desire, Love, The Magician and The Boom Economy; three nonfiction books: Honorable Bandit: A Walk Across Corsica, Monster: Adventures in American Machismo and The Autobiography Box and editor of several anthologies. Brian teaches writing at Northwestern University.
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This time, after our hero turns off the stove and the kitchen is dark again, Walace says, “Of course I like you. You remind me of my Uncle Davis. I saw that when you had your face so close to the fire.
“Uncle Davis loved cigars. He had a house on a lake, and I would visit him when I was a kid. He would get up very early, before the sun, the way we are up before the sun now. He would light his first cigar off the fire on the stove, and I would see his face in that light. I would see it the way I see your face in the light now. Then he would go to the bathroom. He would sit on the toilet and smoke the whole cigar and let the ash drop into the bowl between his legs. By the time he came out of the bathroom, he had something to talk to me about. He liked me because I was a smart boy. He would have a math problem or a word game for me to solve. The day before he died, he told me that there were only six big words in the dictionary that had no vowels. One was syzygy. It was my job to find the other five words. Then he died.”
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