every little hurricane

every little hurricane

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  • Flashback.
  • But we've got each other
  • Flashback.
  • Empty.
  • Victors dream.
  • I want a bowl of soup.
  • Flashback.
  • January 1967, Spokane Indian Reservation a 9 year old boy named Victor was awaken from a hurricane dropping from the sky, the hurricane fell so hard that it awaken Victor. Victors parents were upstairs hosting New Years Eve party. 
  • zzzzzz.
  • Two Indians raged across the room at each other one tall and heavy and the other was short and muscular. The argument escalated and turned into a fist fight.
  • Flashback.
  • Did you hide the crackers?
  • One Christmas eve when victor was 5 he watched his father wept with tears because he didn't have any money for gifts, there was a tree with ornaments but no gifts not one. Victor imagined that he held an empty box beneath his fathers eyes and collected his tears.
  • Watch where your going!!
  • A week before Victor stood in the shadows of his fathers doorway and watched as he opened his wallet and shook his head. He put his wallet back into his pocket and took it back out again.  
  • During storms victors mother would rise with her magic and pull air  down from empty cupboards and make fried bread. In dreams victor and his parents would be sitting in his mothers kitchen sitting out the storm. Unemployment and poverty.
  • Victors reality he watched his father take a drink of vodka on a empty stomach. Victor could hear the poison fall then hit, flesh and blood. Victors father wasn't shaped like a question mk. He looked more like an exclamation point. 
  • Adolph and Arnold were touched by memories of pervious battles. When children grow up together in poverty a bond is formed that is stronger than almost anything. Its the same bond that causes so much pain.
  • yes.
  • Other Indians at the party remembered their own pain. The pain grew and expanded. One person lost their temper when she accidently brushed against another person. Indains continued to drink harder and harder, 60 percent blizzard conditions. 60, 70 ,80 now 90 percent.
  • Victor was back In his bed laying flat and still watching the celling lower with each step above. The celling lowered with the weight of each Indians pain, until it was juts inches from victors nose. He wanted to scream. wanted to pretend it was just  a nightmare or a game invented by his parents to help him sleep.
  • Victor climbed up on the bed and lay down between his parents. his mom and father breathed deep nearly chocking alcoholic snores. They were sweating although the room was cold and victor thought the alcohol seeping through their skin might get him drunk and might help him sleep. Victor lay between his alcoholic and dreamless parents his mother and father.
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