The Conditions of Will

The Conditions of Will

Author: Jessa Hastings Listening Length: 13h 21m
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I cant remember the last time I couldnt get a handle on myself and my emotions, but the lid is slipping. Something about the slipping lid feels like its Sam Pennys fault. Like he broke the seal and hes slowly opening me up. London-based Georgia Carter, professional lie detector and body-language savant, has long been e...

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I’m not even really sure where it came from or when we started doing it, but sometime very early on in our adolescence, whenever things got shitty at home, whenever tensions rose or Mom or Maryanne came out to play, Oliver or I would yell “THIS IS NOT A DRILL!” and then we’d run out of the house and down to the dock, to this white wooden rowboat that we assume our dad must have won in a raffle or something.

One day it was just there. We never saw him on it, though a few times I went out to use it myself early in the mornings and I’d see him sitting in it by himself, a big old book in his lap. I’m not religious how my parents are but I thought it was sort of sweet. Him out there alone with his Bible.

On the side of the boat, it reads Saint-émilion. I saw him paint that on himself—I’m not sure why. Maybe he liked the legend of him, or something.

He and Mom had a fight over it because he wasn’t all that handy around the house, I guess? Mom asked why he was painting our stupid boat when the garage door needed to be painted for like a year and a half, and then dad told her she could hire someone for that, and then she told him he could hire someone for the boat painting, and he gave her a strangely stern look and said, “No, I couldn’t.”