The Disestablishment Of Paradise - Plot & Excerpts
She lit the candle and his face looked terrible. He was staring at her. ‘Hold me, Hera. Hold me tight.’ It was the voice of a man drowning. And she threw her arms around him and pulled him down onto her and said ‘It’s all right, Mack. It was just a dream, whatever it was. I’m here.’ And she tried to rock him. ‘Put your arms around me. I’m here.’ He wanted to make love and, while Hera would have preferred to lie still and comfort him, she was not going to risk seeming to reject him, so she welcomed it. It was frantic. He threw himself at her as if trying to use passion to blind himself, or her, to his nightmare. Looking back, Hera was able to say that it was the kind of love a man might make when he is going to abandon a woman. A last frantic gift of guilt. But of course she did not know that then, and she bound him to her, her arms around his back and holding him inside her, binding him with passion and hoping that he would feel her love and draw strength from that.
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