Fleishman Is in Trouble by Taffy Brodesser-Akner


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Fleishman Is in Trouble

Fleishman Is in Trouble by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
English | 2019 | General Fiction/Classics | ePUB | 3.2 Mb

Fleishman Is in Trouble : A finely observed, timely exploration of marriage, divorce, and the bewildering dynamics of ambition from one of the most exciting writers working today
Toby Fleishman thought he knew what to expect when he and his wife of almost fifteen years separated: weekends and every other holiday with the kids, some residual bitterness, the occasional moment of tension in their co-parenting negotiations. He could not have predicted that one day, in the middle of his summer of sexual emancipation, Rachel would just drop their two children off at his place and simply not return. He had been working so hard to find equilibrium in his single life. The winds of his optimism, long dormant, had finally begun to pick up. Now this.

“Toby stood up to clear the dishes. “I’m going to miss you very much, but I’ll get a lot of work and stuff done, and maybe I’ll even have a surprise for you when you get back.”

Solly jumped. “What is it, Dad?”

“What does the word ‘surprise’ mean?”

“Tell me!”

“My lips are sealed. You’ll have to wait.”

At the bus stop, Toby could feel Solly’s jittery hum in his hug. He crouched down and looked him straight in the eye. “You are going to do so well there. And I am going to miss you so much.”

Solly pushed his face against Toby. “Will you be there on visiting day?” he asked into his neck.

“I will.”

“And Mom will come, right? And she’ll email.”

“She’ll do her best.”

“And if I want to come home…”

“I’ll come get you. I’ll always answer my phone. It’s not very far away.”

Next, Hannah dropped her arms and turned her head and let Toby hug her like he was poison. He took her face in his hands and said, “I love you and I know you love me. You can act however you want to, but you’re my girl and I am your dad.” She wrestled her head out of his hands and boarded the bus without looking at him. Solly followed her.

He stood looking at the bus for a long time, waving though he couldn’t see behind the bus’s tinted windows, trying not to think about what he’d done. The bus left, and he waved until they couldn’t possibly see him anymore. He walked away and sent a text to Nahid:”

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