The meaning of life constantly flicked away from me, eluded the corner of my eye as I turned to pounce on it in the precise condition of my cells at the very second at which I looked at the curved, bright corner of the children's pool.
I pull my hat over my eyes and settle down on my elbows to the day's vigilance.” (p.
'Paradise now,' he answers, neatly laying out a towel and applying his skin to its knobbly surface. 'No-one will ever understand,' i say to Clive, 'but this is paradise.' The Roaster slips over the side and wades inexorably deeper Gracie waves to me and squints, wraps her wiry arms around her belly, and sinks like a rich American lady beneath the chemicals. I lower myself gingerly on to the blazing ground and watch the kids approach the pool. The brightness of that expanse of concrete is atomic: eyes close up involuntarily, skin flinches. Gracie holds y hand with her hard brown one and we pick our way between the baking bodies to the shallow pool. The Roaster grabs his towel and springs over the hot concrete to the turnstile.
“Broken glass glitters nastily all along the top of the cream brick walls. I clowned in the water at the deep end where the sign read ACQUA PROFONDA.” (p. “At the Fitzroy baths, Martin and Javo lolled on the burning concrete. I only stayed at the beach for about twenty minutes.” (p. I rolled up my jeans and stood on the wet sand where the waves barely reached. I went to the beach by myself in the late afternoon. Selena played her guitar quietly I slept on my bed all afternoon, and felt my hard shell start to soften. I had forgotten the endless peaceful hours, unpunctuated by duty, of life without children. In the car on the way down the highway we smoked a joint which gave me a very bad twenty minutes, fear and sickness. “I dragged myself off to Angelsea to try and get sane again. “I drove the kids to Angelsea, sang to them, told them endless stories, my invention never flagging as I drove and they hung, open-mouthed, over the back of my seat.” (p. On the Point Roadknight beach the tide was in and the air was full of salt and sharpness.
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