短篇小说TheStar.docx
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短篇小说TheStar
短篇小说-TheStar
TheStar
EstherClaes
Whentheworldstartedt
TheStar
EstherClaes
Whentheworldstartedtoend,youwereashamedofyourselfforweepingbitterlyinyourbedroomforanentireday.YousawthepresidentcryingandbeggingonTVanditsentyouintoapanic.Youlayinbedwiththeblanketspulleduptoyournose,crying,refusingtoanswerthedoorwhenthemaid,yourmanager,yourassistant,andfinallyyourparentsbeggedyoutocomeout.
Aftertwenty-fourhours,yourfathertookthedooroffitshingesanddraggedyoudownthestairsintoyoursunkenlivingroomwiththewhitecarpetandleathercouches.Youkickedandscreameduntilhehadtopickyouupandcarryyouoverhisshoulder.YoucalledhimamotherfuckerandthreatenedtotakebacktheMercedesyou'dpurchasedforhimlastChristmas.
Yourmothersatsolemnlyonthecouch,herhandsclenchedintofistsontopofthenewspaperinherlap.Shesaiditwasallover.
Yougloweredandglared;youaskedwhatthehellishappening,andwillyoustillbeonthetalkshowcircuitnextmonth?
Thetelevisionstationsareallcolorbarsandstatic.Yourfathersaysthatthetalkshowsareallgone,andnottoworry.Hetellsyouthattherearefarmoreimportantthingshappeningrightnow.Howcanyounotworry?
Youweresupposedtodebutyournewfragrancenextmonthtocoincidewiththereleaseofyourlatestalbum.
Yourmothertellsyouthatthealbumisn'tgoingtohappen,andsheclenchesherfistseventighterthanbefore.Youcan'tbelievewhatshe'ssaying.Howcanshesaythat?
Therewillalwaysbeanalbum,andtherewillalwaysbetelevision.Youtellyourparentsthey'reidiots,andthatthiswillallblowoverinafewdays,assoonastheyreplacethatpussyofapresident.
Yourmothersaysthattheworldisending.Theydroppedbombs,shesaysdarkly.
Therearediseasesandradiationpoisoningspreadingalloverthecountry,yourfathersays.
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NotinLAyoushoutdefiantly.
Yourmotherholdsupthenewspapersoneatatime.WARisonthecoverofeachone,alongwithspeculationsonthedoomedfateofthecountry,includingLA.Youfeelsick,you'redizzy.Youwanttoknowwhatyoudidtodeservethis,andhowanyonecouldpossiblydosuchathingbeforeyouhadachancetoaccomplishthethingsthatmeansomuchtoyou.
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Twodayslater,yourmotherandfatherarediscussingsurvival,andfillingjugswithwaterfromthetapjustincase.Yourfatherisworriedabouttheelectricityholdingout.Yousitinthelivingroomwonderingwhyalltheservantsquitthedaybefore,andifyourassistantisevergoingtocallyouback.Theonlyconnectiontotheoutsideworldistheradio,andit'shardtogetrealinformationbetweenthecryingandprayingonalmosteverychannel.Onthepopstation,thedjsaysoverandoverthatit'sonlyamatteroftime.YourfathertellsyoutoswitchtotheAMbandbecausetheyhavemoresenseonAM,goddammit.
Youhearreportsofdeathanddestructionalloverthecountry,andallyoucanthinkisthatyouhopeLAisokay.Evenafterreportsofpeopledeadintheircars,youimagineRodeo
Drivethesameasiteverwas,untouchedbynastythingslikewar,sicknessanddeath.HowcouldaplaceabeautifulasHollywoodeverbedestroyed?
NoonemesseswithLA,yousay,andyourfatherwon'tlookyouintheeye.
Whentheelectricitygoesoutthatnight,youreyesfillwithfrustratedtears,andyoulightthescentedcandlesyou'dbeensavingforaspecialoccasion.Theradiorunsonbatteries,buttheywon'tlastlong.Yourfathertellsyoutoconservethem,andstopleavingtheradioonsomuch.Youtellhimtoshutup,andthatyoucanaffordthousandsofbatteries.Themanontheradiosaysthatmuchoftheeastcoastisdestroyed,alongwithDetroitandChicago.Hesaysthattheradiationiscomingwestatanalarmingrate,andyouwishyouhadamapsoyou'dknowwhatthatmeant.Insteadofworrying,yougetoutthatlimitededitionpinknailpolishandgiveyourselfapedicure.Itisn'tuntilyouspillthebottle,andnailpolishgetsalloverthecarpetthatyourealizeyoucan'tstopcrying.
<3>
Inthemorning,yourdadtellsyouthatyourmotherisverysick,andhedoesn'tfeelsowellhimself.Yourollyoureyesandtellthemtotakesomepepto,butontheinside,youcan'tdealwiththepossibilityofthemdyingandleavingyoualone,soyougobacktoyourroomandsitinfrontofthewindow.Youryardlooksthesame.Thereisnodeathanddestructiononyourproperty,butyouwonderwhat'schangedoutsideofyourfrontgates.
Intheafternoon,youbringyourfourgoldrecordsandthreeGrammyawardsuptoyourroomsoyoucanlookatthem.Yourfingertracesyournameontheawardsoverandover,andyoucan'tcomprehendhowsomeonewhohasaccomplishedsomuchinsuchashorttimeshouldbeallowedtogothroughsomethingashorribleasthis.You'reastar,forGod'ssake,youdeservebetterthanthis.
Yourfatheriscallingyournameinthehall.Hesoundssick.Hisvoicebreaksrepeatedly,andhe'sgaggingbetweenwords.Youdon'twanthimtothrowuponthecarpetinthehall,butyoukeepyourmouthshut.Ifhedoes,thecleaningwomanwilltakecareofittomorrow.Youpulltheblanketsuptoyourchinandcloseyoureyes.Yourfather'svoicesoundsfartherandfartherawaynowasyouclutchtheGrammyclosetoyourchestandsqueezeyoureyesshut.
Tomorrowyou'llwakeupandthingswillbebetter.Tomorrowyou'llbeontheTonightShow,andbeascharmingasever.Tomorrowyouragentwillapologizefornotcalling.
Tomorrowyou'llstillbeastar.
oend,youwereashamedofyourselfforweepingbitterlyinyourbedroomforanentireday.YousawthepresidentcryingandbeggingonTVanditsentyouintoapanic.Youlayinbedwiththeblanketspulleduptoyournose,crying,refusingtoanswerthedoorwhenthemaid,yourmanager,yourassistant,andfinallyyourparentsbeggedyoutocomeout.
Aftertwenty-fourhours,yourfathertookthedooroffitshingesanddraggedyoudownthestairsintoyoursunkenlivingroomwiththewhitecarpetandleathercouches.Youkickedandscreameduntilhehadtopickyouupandcarryyouoverhisshoulder.YoucalledhimamotherfuckerandthreatenedtotakebacktheMercedesyou'dpurchasedforhimlastChristmas.
Yourmothersatsolemnlyonthecouch,herhandsclenchedintofistsontopofthenewspaperinherlap.Shesaiditwasallover.
Yougloweredandglared;youaskedwhatthehellishappening,andwillyoustillbeonthetalkshowcircuitnextmonth?
Thetelevisionstationsareallcolorbarsandstatic.Yourfathersaysthatthetalkshowsareallgone,andnottoworry.Hetellsyouthattherearefarmoreimportantthingshappeningrightnow.Howcanyounotworry?
Youweresupposedtodebutyournewfragrancenextmonthtocoincidewiththereleaseofyourlatestalbum.
Yourmothertellsyouthatthealbumisn'tgoingtohappen,andsheclenchesherfistseventighterthanbefore.Youcan'tbelievewhatshe'ssaying.Howcanshesaythat?
Therewillalwaysbeanalbum,andtherewillalwaysbetelevision.Youtellyourparentsthey'reidiots,andthatthiswillallblowoverinafewdays,assoonastheyreplacethatpussyofapresident.
Yourmothersaysthattheworldisending.Theydroppedbombs,shesaysdarkly.
Therearediseasesandradiationpoisoningspreadingalloverthecountry,yourfathersays.
<2>
NotinLAyoushoutdefiantly.
Yourmotherholdsupthenewspapersoneatatime.WARisonthecoverofeachone,alongwithspeculationsonthedoomedfateofthecountry,includingLA.Youfeelsick,you'redizzy.Youwanttoknowwhatyoudidtodeservethis,andhowanyonecouldpossiblydosuchathingbeforeyouhadachancetoaccomplishthethingsthatmeansomuchtoyou.
Twodayslater,yourmotherandfatherarediscussingsurvival,andfillingjugswithwaterfromthetapjustincase.Yourfatherisworriedabouttheelectricityholdingout.Yousitinthelivingroomwonderingwhyalltheservantsquitthedaybefore,andifyourassistantisevergoingtocallyouback.Theonlyconnectiontotheoutsideworldistheradio,andit'shardtogetrealinformationbetweenthecryingandprayingonalmosteverychannel.Onthepopstation,thedjsaysoverandoverthatit'sonlyamatteroftime.YourfathertellsyoutoswitchtotheAMbandbecausetheyhavemoresenseonAM,goddammit.
Youhearreportsofdeathanddestructionalloverthecountry,andallyoucanthinkisthatyouhopeLAisokay.Evenafterreportsofpeopledeadintheircars,youimagineRodeoDrivethesameasiteverwas,untouchedbynastythingslikewar,sicknessanddeath.HowcouldaplaceabeautifulasHollywoodeverbedestroyed?
NoonemesseswithLA,yousay,andyourfatherwon'tlookyouintheeye.
Whentheelectricitygoesoutthatnight,youreyesfillwithfrustratedtears,andyoulightthescentedcandlesyou'dbeensavingforaspecialoccasion.Theradiorunsonbatteries,buttheywon'tlastlong.Yourfathertellsyoutoconservethem,andstopleavingtheradioonsomuch.Youtellhimtoshutup,andthatyoucanaffordthousandsofbatteries.Themanontheradiosaysthatmuchoftheeastcoastisdestroyed,alongwithDetroitandChicago.Hesaysthattheradiationiscomingwestatanalarmingrate,andyouwishyouhadamapsoyou'dknowwhatthatmeant.Insteadofworrying,yougetoutthatlimitededitionpinknailpolishandgiveyourselfapedicure.Itisn'tuntilyouspillthebottle,andnailpolishgetsalloverthecarpetthatyourealizeyoucan'tstopcrying.
<3>
Inthemorning,yourdadtellsyouthatyourmotherisverysick,andhedoesn'tfeelsowellhimself.Yourollyoureyesandtel
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