license.â
âSo you donât have it now.â
He looked at me and grinned.
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In a souvenir store on Denman Street Cam searched for a sun hat. A Filipino store clerk watched from the front. I was afraid heâd be suspicious of me if I didnât do anything, so I studied a revolving rack of postcards. All showed Vancouver as glass towers between violet mountains and white-capped waves.
âSo, are you going to meet this girl?â
âThe Mexican?â Cam said standing in front of a mirror and trying a sun hat. âIs she hot? A good body? Que pedazo de tetas ?â
âSo you want to meet her?â
He tossed the hat in the bin. âWhy are you trying to get me to date these women?â he said trying another sun hat. âDelve in there yourself. Try heterosexuality for a change.â
âWhat do you mean?â I asked.
âNothing,â he said shaking his head and laughing. âNothing.â He adjusted the brim of the tennis hat and grinned at his reflection in the mirror. âI think I like this one.â
The clerk at the counter rang in the hat. âFive forty-five,â he said.
Cam handed the clerk a ten-dollar bill and said to me, âYou should have seen this cop that stopped me. Fuck man, he was such a prick. I wanted to smack him right there.â
âWhy didnât you?â
âYeah, why didnât I?â he said taking the change from the clerk. âThanksâdo you think if I found out where he goes and start a fight with him when heâs off-duty, Iâd get into trouble because heâs a police officer?â
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The conversation continued as we walked through the tree-shaded streets of the West End, toward the beach. First Cam spoke of exacting revenge on the police officer, then about what he should do with the Brazilian girl. As I listened I couldnât tell if Cam liked the girl or disliked her. One minute he said she was out of control and that he had to stop seeing her. The next, that she was very beautiful and came from a strict Catholic family.
âYou know one thing thatâs fucked up? That homestay father. Heâs a total fucking pervert, I was talking to the Columbian guyâheâs also staying at the houseâand he said that this homestay father, he buys this girl wine. That when his wife was away, he had the girl upstairs and he made dinner for her and they drank wine together, and then danced.â
âWhat does the girl say?â
âThe girlâsheâs very innocent. She just thinks heâs being nice.â
Before we reached English Bay, Cam wanted to stop. We sat at the top of a grass slope that overlooked the water. The weather that afternoon was clear. The harbour dotted with sailboats. Freighters in the distance.
Cyclists and rollerbladers glided by on the paved walk below us.
âSoâ¦is Damien out yet?â
The question came out of nowhere, and surprised meâit was the first time heâd mentioned Damien.
âI think theyâre still adjusting his medication,â I said.
There was long pause before he said, âHeâd probably never be on drugs in the first place if he hadnât broken that window.
âAnd we know who told him to do that ,â he added, insinuatingly, âand then ran around outside to get a better look.â
I didnât reply.
âCan I ask you something?â His tone was different.
âYeah?â I said.
He was looking at the ocean. âHave you ever thought you might just lose it ?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âYou know what I mean.â
I swallowed. Tape was stuck to my shoe, and I pulled it off. I gazed back at the distance. I didnât know what he meantâor I didnât want to.
âWhat? Like Damien?â
He let out a half-laugh. He shook his head and smiled wanly. âNo. Farther than that.â
I studied the sole of my right shoe. A small stone was caught
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