Pull Plug

"Sharon Lipschutz said you let her sit on the piano seat with you," Sybil said. "Sharon Lipschutz said that?" Sybil nodded vigorously. He let go of her ankles, drew in his hands, and laid the side of his face on his right forearm. "Well," he said, "you know how those things happen, Sybil. I was sitting there, playing. And you were nowhere in sight. And Sharon Lipschutz came over and sat down next to me. I couldn't push her off, could I?" "Yes." "Oh, no. No. I couldn't do that," said the young man. I'II tell you what I did do, though." "What?" "I pretended she was you." ________________ With her hand, when the float was level again, she wiped away a flat, wet band of hair from her eyes, and reported, "I just saw one." "Saw what, my love?" "A bananafish." "My God, no!" said the young man. "Did he have any bananas in his mouth?" "Yes," said Sybil. "Six." ________________ "Where did that kid go, Mother?" "I don't know, Father." Then they rigged up their fishing poles and got some coffee and just relaxed back on the couch, their fishing lines now quietly in the water and their living room illuminated by kerosene-burning electric floor lamps. "I don't see him anywhere." "I guess he's gone." "Maybe he went home." ________________ ESTRAGON Je suis fatigué. Allons-nous en. VLADIMIR On ne peut pas. ESTRAGON Pourquoi? VLADIMIR On attend Godot. ESTRAGON C'est vrai.