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that shoulder were a mere hologram? Or suppose some overwhelmingly anti-magnetic sensation prevented your finger from descending onto the target shoulder? Letā€™s just suppose and suppose and suppose, and never find out for ourselves what life turns into after that decisive a failure to connect ā€¦

When The Lucky Day got going again, it blasted along the nighttime rails like a getaway train.

All the breakup advice Iā€™ve read advocates drawing boundaries of your own. At some point you have to become as unavailable to your rejecter as they are to you. So here are my red lines:

No thinking of the infirmary car that was in the very last carriage, beyond the bazaar carriage. Iā€™m discarding the memory of lying in there that very night with Xavier and Laura and Allegra, lying there two by two, drinking in the ether of that antiseptic haven and trying not to think about whatā€™s going to happen to us now that weā€™d been unseen. Letā€™s forget the way Allegra offered all three of us a shoulder to cry on but we were too bitter to take her up on it. I wonā€™t say which one of us told her, ā€œThis isnā€™t something you have to worry about, Allegra. Yet.ā€ Thereā€™s no use revisiting Allegraā€™s semi-elated expression as she agreed with us regarding the ā€œyetā€ bit; I wonā€™t wonder whether she considered that uncertainty a perk.

Nor do I want to talk about how Ava came into the Stojaspal inheritance the very next day. Conjectureā€™s almost too tempting. If I gave in, my guess would be that the question of Karel Stojaspalā€™s son wasnā€™t even raised. Iā€™d wager that the sanity trap lay in Avaā€™s own raising of the question. Since she didnā€™t, everything quietly continued as she perceived it. That is, as if this Přem person had never been.

And I certainly donā€™t want to bitch about ƁrpĆ”d Montague XXX and the slightly apologetic yet maximally dedicated way he pretended to unsee us. He only did it because Chela did. Iā€™m enclosing the last time I saw ƁrpĆ”d in a square of fat red lines ā€¦

It was in the infirmary carriage. Ava had just visited Allegra with a care package: chicken soup, a pair of fresh white trainers, etc. We, the soupless and white trainerā€“less, had glared and glowered throughout this visit, to very little effect aside from dispelling surplus feeling. You always imagine that the things said about you behind your back will have some intensity to them, but Ava spoke so airily of our departure that it was highly unsatisfactory to hear ourselves talked about. The mongooses were in attendance; apparently respects must be paid to Avaā€™s favourite ā€¦ and ƁrpĆ”d gave me a single backward glance as they were leaving the carriage. One look before running to catch up with Chela Kapoor. Whipped. Whipped! Atrociously so.

21.

What I do like to remember is the sight of Do Yeon-ssi waiting for us at the station, drinking a soju milkshake with her sunglasses on. She was sitting on the suitcase Iā€™d left behind, and when she saw us come staggering along the platform with Xavierā€™s suitcase, she said: ā€œSo my nephews are back. My nephews and ā€¦?ā€

Laura sat down beside her.

ā€œShin Do Yeon, meet Laura De Souza,ā€ Xavier said. ā€œYour niece until further notice.ā€

I clocked Do Yeon-ssi clocking Lauraā€™s expertly concealed black eye. The auntly eyebrows rose a fraction of a millimetre, and she rolled up her sleeves. After three solemn rounds of ā€œpaper, scissors, stone,ā€ during which both she and Laura unwaveringly chose ā€œscissors.ā€ Do Yeon-ssi said: ā€œWell, this aunt has been waiting a long time for you, niece. But ā€¦ no ƁrpĆ”d? No Yuri?!ā€

We held the swiftest frown ballot imaginable, Xavier, Laura, and I. Laura was elected official spokesperson. ā€œWell, Ms. Shin. Weā€™ll have to tell you later on, piece by piece.ā€

Do Yeon-ssi looked at us, then at the swiftly departing Lucky Day. ā€œI see ā€¦ā€

She did, I think.

It was sunny out, so we walked home along grassy lanes. Good weather is exciting for the sociable yet self-conscious; itā€™s a chance to discuss something positive without appearing to boast or pry. Laura De Souza took us by surprise with the amount she had to say about the weather. I think we surprised ourselves on the same front. Still unsure if weā€™d truly made it to the end of that honeymoon of ours, we exchanged weather-based pleasantries with all and sundry. Little things concerned us: Xavier and I had just found weā€™d both been locked out of our Instagram accounts. Probably an unrelated hacking spree ā€¦

Itā€™s early days yet: only a month since we got unseen. And so far everythingā€”even the ongoing Instagram exileā€”has been supremely pedestrian. I, for one, welcomed the recent rainy spell. On strolls around the village Iā€™m yet to tire of the thrill of leaving footprints in the mud.

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April 14, 2019 November 23, 2019

Prague, Czechia

Acknowledgments

Thank you, Dr. Cieplak. Thank you, Tracy Bohan. Thank you, Petr Onufer. Thank you, Jin Auh. Thank you, Mike Baugh. Thank you, Alison Fairbrother. And Sarah McGrathā€”thank you.

About the Author

Helen Oyeyemi is the author of The Icarus Girl; The Opposite House; White Is for Witching, which won the Somerset Maugham Award; Mr. Fox; Boy, Snow, Bird; Gingerbread; and the short-story collection What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours. In 2013, Helen was included in Grantaā€™s Best of Young British Novelists.

Also by Helen Oyeyemi

Gingerbread

What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours

Boy, Snow, Bird

Mr. Fox

White Is for Witching

The Opposite House

The Icarus Girl

Copyright

First published in the UK in 2021

by Faber & Faber Limited

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London WC1B 3DA

First published in the United States in 2021

by Riverhead Books

an imprint of Penguin Random House LLC

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This ebook edition first published in 2021

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Ā© Helen Oyeyemi, 2021

The right of Helen Oyeyemi to be identified as author of this work has been asserted in accordance with Section 77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988

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