I thought about the E. coli and campylobacter and Clostridium difficile that were very likely an ongoing part of Davis’s microbiota.
A fourth thought arrived. Then many more. “I have to go to the bathroom,” I said. “I’ll be right back.”
I emerged from the basement to find the dying light of the day shining through the windows, making the white walls look a little pink.
Noah, playing a video game on the couch, said, “Aza?” I spun around and entered a bathroom.
I washed my face, stared at myself in the mirror, watching myself breathe.
I watched myself for a long time, trying to figure a way to shut it off, trying to find my inner monologue’s mute button, trying.
And then I pulled the hand sanitizer out of my jacket and squeezed a glob of it into my mouth.
I gagged a little as I swished the burning slime of it around my mouth, then swallowed.
“You watching Jupiter Ascending?” Noah asked as I left the bathroom. “Yeah.” “Dope.”
I turned to leave, but then he said, “Aza?” I walked over to him and sat next to him on the couch.
“Nobody wants to find him.” “Your dad, you mean?” “It’s like I can’t think about anything else. I... it’s...
Do you think, like, he would really disappear and not even text us? Do you think maybe he’s trying and we just haven’t figured out how to listen?”
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