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Grandchild's Father

Grandchild's Father S H A R O N M A Y B R O W N GrandchildÕs Father Sugar. ThatÕs what she always asked for. The Þrst time, it had startled himÑthe soft insistence of her voice, the scent of her hair in the dark stairwell, the light pressure of her Þngertips on his wrist. HeÕd pulled his hand back as if heÕd been burned and hurried up the last few steps. He didnÕt tell his wife. But that night, as they lay in bed, not touching, she asked, ÒB a a j y a a - m h a , was it right, what we did? Ó Outside, the street noise of Kathmandu pushed weakly against the closed shutters. B a a j y a a - m h a , she had said. Like a proper Newar wife, she never called him by name, not even when they were alone. Instead, she called him grandchildÕs father. Only after he died would she call him beloved, if she chose. He wondered now if she would. ÒThere was nothing else we could do,Ó he replied. Sohan listened to the shallow breathing of the baby between them and tried to remember when http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Grandchild's Father

Manoa , Volume 13 (2) – Oct 1, 2001

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Copyright © 2001 University of Hawai'i Press.
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Abstract

S H A R O N M A Y B R O W N GrandchildÕs Father Sugar. ThatÕs what she always asked for. The Þrst time, it had startled himÑthe soft insistence of her voice, the scent of her hair in the dark stairwell, the light pressure of her Þngertips on his wrist. HeÕd pulled his hand back as if heÕd been burned and hurried up the last few steps. He didnÕt tell his wife. But that night, as they lay in bed, not touching, she asked, ÒB a a j y a a - m h a , was it right, what we did? Ó Outside, the street noise of Kathmandu pushed weakly against the closed shutters. B a a j y a a - m h a , she had said. Like a proper Newar wife, she never called him by name, not even when they were alone. Instead, she called him grandchildÕs father. Only after he died would she call him beloved, if she chose. He wondered now if she would. ÒThere was nothing else we could do,Ó he replied. Sohan listened to the shallow breathing of the baby between them and tried to remember when

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ManoaUniversity of Hawai'I Press

Published: Oct 1, 2001

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