![]() ![]() “He groped about for several minutes, growling like a bear and stamping his feet at anyone who ventured too close. ― Sherman Alexie, quote from Reservation Blues Thomas began to weep, deep ragged tears that rose along his rib cage, filled his mouth and nose, and exploded out.” A hundred strangers walked by and never noticed any of it.Īfter that, Chess and Thomas had sat in the van in a downtown parking lot. That white woman and man held each other while Chess and Thomas watched. ![]() He pleaded with his wife until she fell back into his arms. "You fucker!" the white woman yelled at her husband, who opened his hands and held them out to his wife. The doctor swung hammer against knee, and the world collapsed. Chess knew that white people felt pain just like Indians, Nerve endings, messages to the brain, reflexes. Chess and Thomas knew that white people hurt each other, too. The drunk couple in downtown Spokane pulled at each other's clothes and hearts, but they were white people. Thomas and Chess flinched, then froze, transported back to all of those drunken arguments they'd witnessed and survived. "Get the fuck away from me!" the drunk woman yelled at her drunk husband, who squeezed his hand into a fist like he meant to hit her. They walked in downtown Spokane and stumbled onto a drunk couple arguing. “A few days earlier, Chess and Thomas had driven to Spokane for a cheap hamburger. ![]()
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