Freedom [286]
“So I saw Mom the other night,” she said. “She told me something interesting that I thought you might want to hear. Do you want to hear it?”
“No,” he said sternly.
“Well, do you mind if I ask why not?”
From outdoors, in blue twilight, through the open kitchen window, came the cry of a distant child calling Bobby!
“Look,” Walter said. “I know you and she are close, and that’s fine with me. I’d be sorry if you weren’t. I want you to have two parents. But if I were interested in hearing from her, I could call her up myself. I don’t want you in the position of carrying messages.”
“I don’t mind being in that position.”
“I’m saying I mind. I’m not interested in getting any messages.”
“I don’t think this is a bad message she wants to send you.”
“I don’t care what kind of message it is.”
“Well then can I ask you why you don’t just get divorced? If you don’t want to have anything to do with her? Because as long as you’re not divorced, you’re sort of giving her hope.”
A second child’s voice had now joined the first, the two of them together calling Bobbbby! Bobbbbbby! Walter closed the window and said to Jessica, “I don’t want to hear about it.”
“OK, fine, Dad, but could you at least answer my question? Why you don’t get divorced?”
“It’s just not something I want to think about right now.”
“It’s been six years! Isn’t it time to start thinking about it? If only out of simple fairness?”
“If she wants a divorce, she can send me a letter. She can have a lawyer send me a letter.”
“But I’m saying, why don’t you want a divorce?”
“I don’t want to deal with the things it would stir up. I have a right not to do something I don’t want to do.”
“What would it stir up?”
“Pain. I’ve had enough pain. I’m still in pain.”
“I know you are, Dad. But Lalitha’s gone now. She’s been gone for six years.”
Walter shook his head violently, as if he’d had ammonia thrown in his face. “I don’t want to think about it. I just want to go out every morning and see birds who have nothing to do with any of it. Birds who have their own lives, and their own struggles. And to try to do something for them. They’re the only thing that’s still lovely to me. I mean, besides you and Joey. And that’s all I want to say about it, and I want you not to ask me any more.”
“Well, have you thought of seeing a therapist? Like, so you can start moving on with your life? You’re not that old, you know.”
“I don’t want to change,” he said. “I have a bad few minutes every morning, and then I go and tire myself out, and if I stay up late enough I can fall asleep. You only go to a therapist if you want to change something. I wouldn’t have anything to say to a therapist.”
“You used to love Mom, too, didn’t you?”
“I don’t know. I don’t remember. I only remember what happened after she left.”
“Well, she’s fairly lovely herself, actually. She’s fairly different from the way she used to be. She’s become sort of the perfect mom, unbelievable as that may sound.”
“Like I said, I’m happy for you. I’m glad you have her in your life.”
“But you don’t want her in your life.”
“Look, Jessica, I know that’s what you want. I know you want a happy ending. But I can’t change my feelings just because it’s something you want.”
“And your feeling is you hate her.”
“She made her choice. And that’s all I have to say.”
“I’m sorry, Dad, but that is just grotesquely unfair. You were the one who made the choice. She didn’t want to go.”
“I’m sure that’s what she tells you. You see her every week, I’m sure she’s sold you on her version, which I’m sure is very forgiving of herself. But you weren’t living with her for the last five years before she left. It was a nightmare, and I fell in love with someone else. It was never my intention to fall in love with someone else. And I know you’re very unhappy that I did. But the only reason it happened