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Their
father
had
let
the
leaves
smolder
all
that
afternoon
,
drinking
beer
on
the
porch
and
dropping
the
empty
Black
Label
cans
into
his
wife
’
s
plastic
floorbucket
while
his
two
older
sons
flanked
him
and
little
Jacky
sat
on
the
steps
at
his
feet
,
playing
with
his
Bolo
Bouncer
and
singing
monotonously
over
and
over
:
"
Your
cheating
heart
…
will
make
you
weep
…
your
cheating
heart
…
is
gonna
tell
on
you
.
"
At
quarter
of
six
,
just
before
supper
,
Daddy
had
gone
out
to
the
apple
tree
with
his
sons
grouped
carefully
behind
him
.
In
one
hand
he
had
a
garden
hoe
.
He
knocked
the
leaves
apart
,
leaving
little
clots
spread
around
to
smolder
and
die
.
Then
he
reached
the
hoe
handle
up
,
weaving
and
blinking
,
and
after
two
or
three
tries
he
knocked
the
nest
to
the
ground
.
The
boys
fled
for
the
safety
of
the
porch
,
but
Daddy
only
stood
over
the
nest
,
swaying
and
blinking
down
at
it
.
Jacky
crept
back
to
see
.
A
few
wasps
were
crawling
sluggishly
over
the
paper
terrain
of
their
property
,
but
they
were
not
trying
to
fly
.
From
the
inside
of
the
nest
,
the
black
and
alien
place
,
came
a
never
-
to
-
be
-
forgotten
sound
:
a
low
,
somnolent
buzz
,
like
the
sound
of
hightension
wires
.
"
Why
don
’
t
they
try
to
sting
you
,
Daddy
?
"
he
had
asked
.
"
The
smoke
makes
em
drunk
,
Jacky
.
Go
get
my
gascan
.
"
He
ran
to
fetch
it
.
Daddy
doused
the
nest
with
amber
gasoline
.
"
Now
step
away
,
Jacky
,
unless
you
want
to
lose
your
eyebrows
.
"
He
had
stepped
away
.
From
somewhere
in
the
voluminous
folds
of
his
white
overblouse
,
Daddy
had
produced
a
wooden
kitchen
match
.
He
lit
it
with
his
thumbnail
and
flung
it
onto
the
nest
.
There
had
been
a
white
-
orange
explosion
,
almost
soundless
in
its
ferocity
.
Daddy
had
stepped
away
,
cackling
wildly
.
The
wasps
’
nest
had
gone
up
in
no
time
.
"
Fire
,
"
Daddy
had
said
,
turning
to
Jacky
with
a
smile
.
"
Fire
will
kill
anything
.
"
