and they had finished eating and felt full and tired, the moon came out and its bone-colored light fell into the car and made the manâs face look chalky and dead. âIs he all right, Momma?â Benny asked.
âDaddyâs a little tired. Thatâs all,â she said.
Bennyâs little brother was wide awake, alert, and holding the gun to the sleeping manâs head. âYou can put your stupid gun away now,â Benny said.
âNo way,â Bo said.
Every now and then the man would twitch and begin dreaming again out loud in his sleep. He kept saying the name Wanda. He seemed to be calling her.
Bo asked, âMomma, whoâs Wanda?â
Without answering, she pushed and nudged the man out of his dream. Once, she hit him hard enough on the shoulder to wake him. His eyes shot open and he began making frightened, whimpering sounds at the sight of his hands in the moonlight. The blood on them was dried and black and the broken fingers bent off in a way that made Bennyâs stomach feel hot and sick. The man kept whining, until Benny got into the front seat and covered the wounds up in the pair of white tube socks that he had just taken off his own feet. The strangerâs hands looked like paws nowâsimplified by the stupid white socks. He was quiet and went back to sleep. When he woke again, he was shivering. His arms, his legs, his face wouldnât stay still. He said, âPlease, Iâm cold.â Bo said he was cold, too. The moon had gone down and it was black and the world outside the car felt like winter. They stopped at a rest site, where Black and Bo got out to pee while Benny covered the man and his bloody shirt in piles of new sheets and blankets and a comforter he got from the trunk. The manâs head seemed orphaned and small above the bulky pile of blankets. He looked at Benny. His face was still trembling. He said, âWater, please. Water.â
Benny slammed the door, cutting the manâs voice off, and walked into the parking lot, where he heard his mother talking to an old man in a cowboy hat who was looking at the stars and saying their names out. âThat thereâs the polestar. See it, lady? And thereâs the Big and Little Dipper. Orionâs over there.â Benny began to feel dizzy with staring at the sky and trying to see names in the cold dust.
His mother said, âMister, could you tell me where I am?â
He said, âWhere you are?â
âWhat state Iâm in.â
âYouâre in Utah, lady.â
She said, âOh. Thatâs not really where I wanted to be.â
The man seemed offended. âUtahâs a beautiful state, lady.â
There was silence between them.
âMaybe you could help me,â Jeannie said. âI got to find a beauty parlor first thing in the morning.â
The man asked her, âA what?â and she told him again. âWell,â he said, âthereâs beauty parlors in Utah. You bet there is.â But he didnât seem to want to talk to her anymore and returned to the stars.
On the road again, Benny fed the stranger water from an empty Coke can he had filled in the rest room. He drank all the water and still said, âThirsty, thirsty, thirsty.â The stranger woke up several times in the night, speaking odd words and phrases and names of people Benny had never met. Before morning, when the dark outside was hollow and blue, Bo woke and wanted his daddy to speak with him. He put the gun to the manâs head and said, âSay something to me, Daddy.â The man said something, repeating it several times. It was barely audible, and Benny and Bo at first thought he was saying, âIâm your friend. Iâm your friend.â But it soon became clear to them that he was saying, âIâm afraid. Iâm afraid.â Then it was morning and the sun burned at the desertâs edges until the cold yellow day was above them again. The man
David Drake (ed), Bill Fawcett (ed)