The Wallace House of Pain: A Novelette
By S.M. Stevens
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S.M. Stevens began writing fiction during back-to-back health crises: a shattered pelvis and ovarian cancer. Her focus is contemporary adult novels that make you laugh, cry and think, but she also dabbles in short stories, script-writing, essays, and novels for Young Adults and Middle Graders. Follow her at www.AuthorSMStevens.com.
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The Wallace House of Pain - S.M. Stevens
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DINNER #1
In the passenger seat of Terrance’s black Prius, Xander jiggled his leg, but not in time to the music. Guilt niggled his conscience. Remember what I relayed when I extended this invitation—we don’t choose our parents. My Dad isn’t the most liberal guy in the world.
Terrance kept his eyes peeled for Mill Street. I’m sure I’ve handled worse in thirty years. But if he’s so bad, why are you dragging me with you?
Xander watched his fingers drumming on his thigh. Truth be told, having someone else there prevents the conversation from devolving into a farce of familial relations.
He breathed on the side window as the streets of the modest city borough slipped by. In other words, it sucks and I need moral support.
He drew a peace sign on the window. It’s that beige one on the right.
Terrance parked at the curb in front of a well-tended triple-decker. Early evening sun bounced off small rectangles of trim lawn on either side of the front walkway. He grabbed a six-pack from the back seat and followed Xander up three steps to the front door, which opened as they neared.
Hello, hello,
sang Kathy, the statuesque, buffed and blow-dried hairdresser who became Xander’s stepmother less than a year after his mother died from pneumonia. How are you?
Xander looked down at Kathy’s manicured, pearly-pink fingernails digging into his arm. Reasonable.
She lowered her voice. I’m so glad you came. These monthly dinners mean a lot to Jim.
Her voice returned to normal. I know you had to work late, so I’ve got supper all ready. Hungry?
Without waiting for a reply, she pulled him inside and repeated the maneuver with Terrance.
And you’re Terrance, of course. I love your hair.
Terrance’s hand reflexively touched his close-cropped, blonde-dyed hair.
I love the contrast with your skin color.
Xander rolled his eyes behind Kathy’s back.
Terrance winced infinitesimally and adjusted his heavy, black-framed glasses. Well, I’m glad you like it. Unlike my skin color, I did pick out the hair color,
he deadpanned.
You’re funny!
Kathy hooted. I’m a hair stylist, you know.
She patted her honey-colored updo with one hand, took the six-pack of beer with the other and led them to the dining room. Maybe I can do your hair sometime.
No offense, Mrs. Wallace, but my mother always told me never let a white person touch my hair.
Xander started to laugh but swallowed it—his father had entered the room. Jim Wallace stood an inch shorter than Xander but weighed fifty pounds more. His ruddy face, beefy hands and constantly shifting blue eyes gave the appearance of a boxer in a ring. Xander gauged the amount of gray in his father’s brown hair and wondered when his own hair would start showing its age.
Dad.
Alex.
Jim strode toward Terrance, his impressive bulk seeming to part the air in the room, whipping up an invisible maelstrom.
Terrance Washington, sir. Pleased to meet you.
Terrance extended a hand.
Xander watched Jim’s flinty eyes take in all of Terrance in one thorough assessment, from his six feet of height and blonde dye job, hefty glasses and diamond stud earrings to his burnt umber-colored skin and his black shirt, pants and shoes. Jim released a barely audible grunt as he shook hands.
Come on, let’s eat.
He glanced at his wristwatch. Kathy, can you get the food going sometime this century?
Xander squinted, unclear—as was often the case—if his father was irritated or unsuccessfully attempting lighthearted sarcasm.
It’s all ready, Jim, I’ll get it now.
Kathy’s submissive tone irritated Xander—his mother never let Jim roll over her like that.
While Kathy ferried steaming dishes of meatloaf, gravy, mashed potatoes, carrots and green beans between the kitchen and dining room, Terrance looked at his friend across the table and raised an eyebrow. Alex?
Xander looked up in an appeal to the heavens.
Jim looked Terrance square in the eye. "That’s his name. It’s a perfectly good one, picked out by his mother, and I see no reason