我用手指甲沿那条极细的裂纹划过去,现在在我看来当初我们为什么要把她埋在这个柜子里一点也不清楚了。当时似乎是一目了然的,是为了使这个家庭不致离散。这理由够好吗?分开也许更有趣呢。我也想不清楚我们的行为到底是稀松平常、即使是个错误也可以理解,还是惊世骇俗、一旦被发现就会成为全国每家报纸的头条。再或者这二者都不是,而是件你在当地的报屁股上可能读到却再也不会想起的事。就像我对她的脸的印象,我的所有记忆都最终化为乌有。
The impossibility of knowing or feeling anything for certain gave me a great urge to masturbate. I put my hands into my pants, and as I glanced down between my legs I saw something red. It had been painted long ago by my father and it belongs in the downstairs bathroom.引自 Part 2-7