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Small Talk<br />
And she said How are you, Harry?<br />
I said How are you, Sue?<br />
- Harry Chapin, Taxi<br />
byJ. Braun<br />
Whenever he reads Updike he becomes<br />
pensive. He peruses the text deliberately,<br />
savoring the language, disentangling<br />
each turn of phrase, pausing at<br />
the end of a paragraph to reflect. For a<br />
moment he studies the carpet coffee<br />
stain: a Rorschach test, distorted valentine,<br />
lopsided kidney. The neighbor's<br />
mongrel howls once, twice. Another<br />
answers to be echoed by another: a<br />
cacophony dissipating into the distance.<br />
The radio glows dimly in the corner, casting<br />
grim shadows on the spines along the<br />
bookshelves. Bruce Cockburn is singing<br />
And you're not even here on the coldest<br />
night of the year. On the window the<br />
season's first fist of frost cradles each<br />
molding: three, six, nine, a dozen framed<br />
IS/mennonite mirror/april 1988<br />
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slate blue luminescent quarter moons.<br />
Now is the winter of our discontent.<br />
The trill of the telephone rouses him<br />
from his stupor.<br />
- Good evening.<br />
- Hello. May I speak to Jay?<br />
The voice is familiar. Vaguely. He jostles<br />
for a reference, light years past. A<br />
pause and the recognition tumbles<br />
through from a half world away.<br />
- Speaking.<br />
- Hi. This is Ellen.<br />
Confirmed.<br />
-Oh ... um ... ah ...<br />
Now he is pacing, from his study,<br />
around the corner, through the archway,<br />
into the kitchen.<br />
- Well, this is a pleasant surprise.<br />
Back out and in circles around the sofa,<br />
flicking the cord as it dogs him.<br />
- I thought I would call to see how<br />
you've been keeping. I read your article a<br />
few months ago. That was you, wasn't it?<br />
It was very clever, I thought. I meant to<br />
call you earlier this past summer but<br />
somehow never got around to it. Are you<br />
writing much these days?<br />
- Well, this is ... I can't believe ...<br />
Well, thank you. Thank you for the compliment.<br />
Kudos from the critics, as they<br />
said. And yes. Yes, I am writing some,<br />
now and then. My desk is a clutter of<br />
paper scraps, jottings, bits and pieces. At<br />
the mercy of the muses, the doppelganger<br />
syndrome, you know. This is so<br />
remarkab . . . And yourself? How was<br />
your summer?<br />
- I spent a few weeks in the Maritimes.<br />
More beautiful than I ever imagined,<br />
especially the coast, the pounding surf.<br />
And your holidays?<br />
- Oh ... not quite as long as I suppose<br />
yours was, of course, but I did manage to<br />
get in some white watering on the B1oodvein.<br />
- Isn't that kind of dangerous?<br />
Yes it was. And she would be one to<br />
remind him. Ever the conservative, she<br />
was the typical teacher who had heard<br />
too many stories, the same recycled tragedies,<br />
over and over from the desks in<br />
front of her. And because, as is their wont,<br />
her students sat in confident anticipation<br />
offailure, she sought to protect them and,<br />
subconsciously, herself with the steady<br />
voice of caution: stop, hold on, be careful,<br />
look out, wait, don't do it, it won't work<br />
out, take the straight and wide. But he<br />
was not a conservative; he was a romantic.<br />
A romantic who believed in the impossible<br />
beauty of the world, who revelled<br />
in the endless possibilities of life, who<br />
would have told those kids: go ahead, see,<br />
find out, discover, explore, have an<br />
adventure, take the gamble and play it.<br />
And swviving it, you will become the better<br />
for it. And you will never change back<br />
to what you were.<br />
- That's the thrill of it. I pulled a few<br />
spills without too much damage. The<br />
canoe got it worse . . . What have you<br />
been up to otherwise?<br />
- Still teaching in Fort Garry. Have<br />
been for five years now. The first year I<br />
cried every other night, it was such a<br />
change from that small town. Oh, it was<br />
good to leave there. I never felt at home in<br />
that basement suite.<br />
- Neither did 1. You live with your<br />
baggage packed. Mentally, that is ...<br />
And your Master's? You should be about<br />
finished your thesis by now.<br />
No. I put that on hold. I need my evenings<br />
and summers off. I might try again<br />
sometime in the future, I don't know yet.<br />
And you? What are you up to these days?<br />
- At the University. My second home.<br />
- What kind of work?<br />
- Research. A research project in the