By Wallace Stegner
Joe Allston, the retired literary agent of Stegner's nationwide booklet Award-winning novel, The Spectator chicken, returns during this disquieting and keenly saw novel. Scarred by way of the mindless demise in their son and baffled by way of the engulfing chaos of the Sixties, Allston and his spouse, Ruth, have left the coast for a California retreat. And even though their new domestic feels like Eden, it additionally has serpents: Jim Peck, a messianic exponent of substances, yoga, and intercourse; and Marian Catlin, an enticing younger girl whose otherworldly innocence is way extra appealing—and way more harmful.
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The conditions are that you build no fires, shoot no guns, cut no trees, make a sanitary latrine, and bury your cans and garbage deep. ” I don’t know what I expected—a change of expression, at least. He only watched me with his eyebrow up. “All right,” he said. No thanks, no expressed pleasure or obligation. To force him, I put out my hand, and after a minute he shook it. His hand was thin, dry, hard, and gripped like bird claws. ” “Peck. ” Still no change of expression, no unbending to a jocular or friendly tone.
In the face of what has happened, Ruth is more resilient than I, she has taken up little life-saving jobs. It would not surprise me to see a FOR SALE sign on the cottage that for me still trembles a little, like settling dust in evening sunlight, with the ghost of Marian’s presence. But Ruth, making the cookies and casseroles and whole-wheat bread that she used to take there as offerings, puts the future under the pressure of sympathetic magic. to believe that before too long we will hear the slam of the old station wagon’s door down below, or have brought to us on the wind the voices of father and daughter talking to the piebald horse.
Let’s see,” I said, and began counting him out on my fingers. “You’d go into your spiritual retirement in a factory-made, chemically waterproofed tent. You’d have a chemical john utilizing industrial quicklime. Your water would be made available, thanks to myself, by a two-horse electric pump, a product of industry. You’d boil your tea on a gasoline stove—borrowed, but still factory-made. You’d go to and fro on a motorcycle built in Japan and brought to you by a complicated system of international trade supported by a complicated system of political agreements and treaties.
All the Little Live Things (Contemporary American Fiction) by Wallace Stegner