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Abstract

Alistair Daniel fiction ou're not watching that all afternoon," says his mum, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips. "Go outside and get some fresh air." David blows a wad of Hubba Bubba and lets it pop back in his face. That's what he thinks of her idea. He's sitting on the orange beanbag with Themba at his feet, watching Midge Ure play a solo on electric guitar. He'd like a long gray raincoat, he thinks. And a pair of blue shades. "Are you listening to me?" says his mum. Dancing! With tears in my eyes . . . His mum's nylon skirt swishes over the TV. Her pale hand reaches for the knob and Midge shrinks to a little white dot. Then he's gone. 169 "I'm talking to you, mister," she says. "It's for Africa," says David, as if by watching TV he is helping (and he feels, somehow, that he is). "People are dying, Mum!" His mum folds her arms across her chest. "I don't need you to lecture me about suffering, David," she snaps. "Now, go and get some fresh air. I need to work. That's what I do for Africa. Seeing

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The Missouri ReviewUniversity of Missouri

Published: Apr 20, 2016

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