The Hand
The following is from Leonard Michaels' short story "Eating Out" found in his Collected Stories. The story is organized in small chapters and this chapter is called "The Hand." It tickled my fancy because it is a perfect little story all by itself, a beginning, a middle, and an end, all contained inside the longer story. I smacked my little boy. My anger was powerful. Like justice. Then I discovered no feeling in the hand. I said, "Listen, I want to explain the complexities to you." I spoke with seriousness and care, particularly of fathers. He asked, when I finished, if I wanted him to forgive me. I said yes. He said no. Like trumps....
