When surprised and excited and innocent Gus emerged from Grand Gesture Metaphorically Inclined Augustus, I literally could not resist.
It was a quick flight to Detroit, where the little electric car met us as we disembarked and drove us to the gate for Amsterdam.
That plane had TVs in the back of each seat, and once we were above the clouds,
Augustus and I timed it so that we started watching the same romantic comedy at the same time on our respective screens.
But even though we were perfectly synchronized in our pressing of the play button,
his movie started a couple seconds before mine, so at every funny moment, he’d laugh just as I started to hear whatever the joke was.
Mom had this big plan that we would sleep for the last several hours of the flight,
so when we landed at eight A.M., we’d hit the city ready to suck the marrow out of life or whatever.
So after the movie was over, Mom and Augustus and I all took sleeping pills.
Mom conked out within seconds, but Augustus and I stayed up to look out the window for a while.
It was a clear day, and although we couldn’t see the sun setting, we could see the sky’s response.
“God, that is beautiful,” I said mostly to myself. “‘The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes,’” he said, a line from An Imperial Affliction.
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