Palo Alto: Stories (21 page)

“I saw, it was human,” I said. “It was real, I saw.”

“I know, but the rangers said it was a bear. It was getting too friendly with the people because people were feeding it, so they had to shoot it.”

“It was a
bear,
” Alex said.

“Shut up, you didn’t even look,” I said.

“Don’t worry, Chris, I thought it was a person too.”

“But why would they shoot the bear if it was being friendly?”

“Because a bear’s idea of friendly is different from ours. Bears just want food, so they’ll kill you if you have it.”

My brother took the first shower and then my dad. He came out with a towel around his waist. He was pale and thin. Before I went in I told my dad I wanted a cheeseburger for dinner. The water was only warm. I lathered the soap in my hands and rubbed it under my pits and around my neck and then down across my chest and ribs and crotch. Then I did my legs and feet and then my crack. When I was lathering my face the water got cold so I danced in place while I washed off the soap. I didn’t wash my hair.

After I dried off I put on my sweatpants and T-shirt in the bathroom and went into the main room. The food was there and we sat on the two beds and ate from the table on wheels. We all had burgers and Cokes. The cheeseburger was thick and the cheese was salty and good. The burger was so thick I could hardly fit the first bites in my mouth, and the tomatoes and onions squeezed out the back. My brother had a regular hamburger. He put tons of ketchup on all his hamburgers; I used mustard only because I was more mature. My dad put mustard on his, but spicy mustard made with white wine. He said all the alcohol was cooked out so it was okay for him to eat it.

After dinner my dad put the table outside the door. While he was out my brother and I started jumping on the beds, then we started jumping over the gap between the beds.

“Hey, guys, settle down, settle down, I want to tell you
something.” We stopped jumping and I sat on the edge and Alex lay on his stomach. My dad sat on the edge of his bed where he had sat while he was eating.

“Do you guys know how babies are made?”

“I think so,” I said.

“How?”

“The husband and wife get naked in a bath together.”

“Sick,” said Alex.

“Who told you that?” my dad said to me.

“Beatrice.” Beatrice was my best friend, a French girl that lived down the street. We had had chicken pox at the same time, and watched
The Dukes of Hazzard
together and the movie
Time Bandits
. She had itched her chicken pox and got an indent between her eyes, like she’d been hit by a miniature cork.

“Beatrice is wrong,” said my dad. “Yes, the man and the woman get naked but they don’t have to get into the bath. Usually they do it in a bed.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s comfortable there.”

“Why are they naked?” said my brother.

“Because the man needs to put his penis in the woman’s vagina.”

“What?”
I said. My brother was squealing and squirming on the bed beside me.

“When two people are in love, that’s what they do. It’s not gross if you love each other …”

“You and mom?” I said.

“Yes.” My brother was really going crazy with the squeals then, rolling onto the floor. My dad and I started laughing.

“You did that for me and Alex?” I said. My dad nodded.

“Yes.”

“That is gross,” I said and my brother repeated me,
“gross!”

Then I asked, “Do you still do it?”

My dad took a long time to answer.

Then we all got ready for bed. I let my dad and my brother brush their teeth first and then I went in there alone. I tried to brush the way my dad had told me to, but it didn’t feel right so I just brushed in my old way. The bear had ribs like I had ribs. Underneath had been lungs, and a stomach and a heart and they all got burned away.

My favorite people are teachers. I have learned tons about writing from Amy Hempel, Mona Simpson, Gary Shteyngart, Ben Marcus, Michael Cunningham, Catherine Texier, Jenny Offill, Darcey Steinke, Joshua Henkin, Jonathan Baumbach, Stacey D’Erasmo, Tony Hoagland, James Longenbach, Frank Bidart, Alan Williamson, Jonathan Lethem, Victor LaValle, Rick Barot, Ian R. Wilson, A. R. Braunmuller, Mark J. McGurl, Jonathan Post, Lynn Batten, Ellen Tremper, Katherine Hayles, Stephen Dickey, Kenneth Reinhard, and Cal Bedient. They have all been my teachers and friends. Richard Abate for his support. Thank you to Nan Graham and Paul Whitlatch for editing and showing me the way. Dave Eggers and Tyler Cabot too.