while I represent a dignified insufficiency.
Tammyâs husband rarely comes home because heâs so busy being successful. When he does arrive heâs late, and Tammyâs favorite nickname for him is âmy late husband.â âAllow me to introduce âmy late husband,ââ she announces to startled guests. Her husband smiles distantly and gives her a shoulder squeeze like sheâs an athlete. Last time the kids and I came down we ate luncheonânot the meat but the mealâat their place on Sunday. Jake swallowed a mouthful of the smokedtrout and dill pasta and before it even reached his stomach he had puked it back into the plate. It looked much the same as before he had chewed it, but the sight of the regurgitation had Tammyâs delicate children heaving and shrieking. âHavenât they ever seen anyone chunder before?â Melissa remarked scornfully on the way home.
My mother turns her attention to Melissa. âAnd you, young lady, are you doing well at school?â
Melissa looks at her grandmother with an arched eyebrow.
âYes, Grandmother,â she answers.
âI wonât have any granddaughter of mine being a dunce.â
Melissa turns her head and gives me a dead stare. I canât believe sheâs only eleven.
âAll right,â I intervene briskly, âletâs talk about you, Mum. How are you feeling? When do you get out?â
âIâm yellow, in case you hadnât noticed.â
âCan I get a packet of chips too?â Melissa says, so I give her some money and tell her to find Jake while sheâs at it.
âGood.â My mother pushes herself upright in the bed as soon as Melissa has left the ward. âNow the children are gone we can talk. Iâm going to sell up and move to Queensland, the Gold Coast. Albertâs bought a house on the canals with a swimming pool and a sauna. My liverâs packing up. I donât know how I got this hepatitis thing, but I can only guess it was from your father all those years ago. That lying cheat. Apparently itâs contagious. You and the kids had the test like I told you?â
âYes, weâre fine. Whoâs Albert?â I am incredulous.
âHeâs from the bingo. Heâs no great catch, I admit that, but who else is offering me a house in the sunshine?â
âNot the one with the five Chihuahuas? The one you used to make jokes about?â
âHaving those dogs doesnât actually mean heâs homosexual. Heâs quite virile for an older gentleman.â
âOh, Mum, enough detail. And why canât you say this in front of the kids?â
âYou need to tell them in your own time. I know theyâll be upset Iâm leaving, but when they get older theyâll understand.â
âIâll break it to them gently.â I donât want to point out that we only come down to Melbourne at Christmas and her birthday anyway.
âTammy and Patsyâll miss you,â I say. âAnd the junior poets.â
My mother almost smiles before she says, âI love Tammyâs children dearly, you know that, Loretta.â
âI know.â
âAnyway, when I sell, Iâm giving you a few thousand dollars. Donât tell Tammy or Patsy. You need it, they donât.â
From down the corridor comes a long howl, followed by grievous sobbing.
âThey torture people in here, you know,â Mum says. âThe nights are hell. The screaming and moaning, itâs like being inside a horror film.â
I have a bad feeling that I recognize that howl. But rather than spoil the moment, I think about the good things.
âA few thousand dollars?â I say.
âDepending on the price I get for the flat. Youâll get something, anyway. Five or six thousand, maybe.â
A holiday for oneâor two?âin Bali, I think. Or an air conditioner. Or both! A proper haircut and blond tips! A bra that