Before our births, void of choice, we became part of the story,
During our lives, with a choice, we can't escape the story,
After death, abandoned choice, the story continues to seep.
- Andrew Mansell

Month: July 2010

The Unruly Pelican

Sally Bowe

Keith and Bev began their dinner which Bev had prepared after work. The meal had varied little during twenty years of their marriage. Grilled lamb loin chops, mashed potatoes and boiled peas. Keith always smothered his meal with tomato sauce.

‘Brian,’ Keith screamed in between mouthfuls of potato, his patience running thin. ‘Get out here and eat your dinner. It’s getting cold.’ Keith looked to Bev. ‘I’ve had enough of this. You prepare a meal and that boy has no respect. I’ll go and fetch him.’

‘Don’t worry, love.’ Bev tried to calm Keith a little. ‘They’re teenagers, you know how they are.’

It didn’t take Keith long to polish off his meal and begin walking down the hall towards music he had never heard before. As he reached Brian’s room, West End Girls by the Pet Shop Boys became too loud for his liking. What is this crap he kept thinking until he opened Brian’s bedroom door. Brain lay naked on his bed with David on top of him just as naked.

‘What in God’s name is going on here?’ Keith’s jaw dropped for a moment as he tried to comprehend. ‘You can’t be a faggot Brian, you’re my son. It’s your influence David, isn’t it. Get the fuck out of my house before I strangle you.’

David froze, too scared to move.

‘Now!’ Keith reminded him as he stared intently at the young couple in disbelief. He couldn’t hold the stare forever and lowered his head in disgust. Keith’s heart uncontrollable started to sink to the bottom of the ocean as he began to foresee the depths of despair. He thought of slamming the door but was trapped in slow motion. Instead, he gently closed the door and walked back towards the kitchen.

‘What’s up?’ Bev said with anticipation. ‘Is he coming to eat?’

Keith didn’t respond, he didn’t even look at Bev.

‘What’s got into you?’ Bev searched for a response but Keith silently walked through the kitchen and went outside to his work shed.