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INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIOR
This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination, and any real names or locales used in the book are used fictitiously.
© 2014, Text by Murray Farish
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Farish, Murray, 1968–
[Short stories. Selections]
Inappropriate Behavior : Stories / Murray Farish. — First Edition.
pages cm
I. Title.
PS3606.A6925A6 2014
813'.6—dc23
2013037871
ISBN 978-1-57131-902-9 (e-book)
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For Jack and Hunter,
and for Teresa, till the wheels come off . . .
CONTENTS
Lubbock Is Not a Place of the Spirit
The Thing about Norfolk
Mayflies
I Married an Optimist
Charlie’s Pagoda
The Alternative History Club
Inappropriate Behavior
Sometimes
you wake up and you’re living your life
in the static between stations, between the prayer
and the answer . . .
—David Clewell, “We Never Close”
INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIOR
It was an unseasonably chilly morning in late September, 1959, when Joe Bill Kendall waved to his parents from the aft deck of the freighter Marion Lykes. They’d left Tyler at 3:00 a.m. to get him to the boat on time and to save the expense of a New Orleans hotel room, and now his parents looked, to Joe Bill, small and tired and, his mother especially, slightly worn, the way she kept waving, wiping her face, waving and wiping her face. Although he had not slept the night before, Joe Bill felt no fatigue at all, just the same excited strum in the gut he’d had for several weeks.
After a few minutes of waving, watching his parents grow tinier and tinier—although the ship had not yet moved—he blew one last kiss good-bye and turned, took his luggage cart by the handle, and headed toward the passengers’ deck, hearing nothing but French the whole way. He passed some of the deckhands tying down loads and marking the inventory, and understood every word. He passed a pair of officers discussing their plans in Le Havre and picked up most of that as well. It was soon clear that nearly the entire crew was French.
Joe Bill made a sudden decision not to let on that he spoke the language. It would be fun; it would make him feel like a spy on a secret mission, not just a kid going abroad for a few months of study on the cheap. At the exact right moment, he could spring it on some unsuspecting officer or deckhand, respond to some slight about Americans or some clever quip or worldly statement. They’d look at him, stunned, amazed, with a whole new respect. The man, they would think, is more than he appears.
Joe Bill’s cabinmate was already in the room when he arrived, lugging his cart behind him through the narrow hallways of the passengers’ deck. Joe Bill was a little disappointed; he’d hoped to be the first.
“I’m Lee,” the other man said. “I don’t mind the top bunk.” They shook hands, and Lee looked off to the side of Joe Bill, behind his back and to the left.
He was a slight young man a few years older than Joe Bill, dark brown hair and a knobby chin, small, dark eyes beneath dark, large brows.
“So what brings you aboard the Marion Lykes?” Joe Bill asked as Lee untied the gray denim duffel that was apparently his only piece of luggage. He took out three dark pairs of slacks, four or five white button-down shirts, a handful of underwear and undershirts, some socks. The drawer was only half full when Lee was done with the clothes. He threw the duffel, still containing some weight, onto his upper bunk.
“I’m going to college,” Lee said, kneeling back down beside the drawer.
“Me too,” Joe Bill said. “You going in France?”
“No,”