Chapter 9: All About Jay
After Saul and Gillian decide to act like adults and stop their endless banter, Saul pours everyone a fresh drink, which he calls the Cottage Cocktail. The five of us sit in the living room in a deformed circle. Gillian decides to share the sofa with Saul, acting polite. Tom is still in his reading chair, small and quiet as a mouse. And Bernie sits at my right side, continuing to draft paragraphs in his mind.
A wind is absent outside and the crickets are loud, performing an evening’s lullaby. Two of the four windows in the living room are open. Gillian complains that it is muggy, but is ignored because she bitches about everything. Saul asks if he can light a fire and I ask him, “Won’t Gillian bake to death?”
“I’m not a cake, Saul. I’m a woman.” She gazes at Sau
