The War Makes Ev­ery­one Lonely

The Iowa Review - - GRAHAM BARNHART -

My sis­ter’s been re­ceiv­ing a lot of calls from strangers. This is how she learns her num­ber is listed on an es­cort site. Nor­mally she talks about her fi­ancé, her dog, what they think I must not want—re­ally, to hear. Now th­ese guys keep call­ing, ask­ing for Elisha. And I’m sit­ting there, in Afghanistan, in a lit­tle ply­wood room painted red hung with pic­tures of the other guys’ wives. I can hear a wind in rib­bons through the con­certina. and Allen’s boots on the roof as he brushes snow off the dish, and two pri­vates de­bat­ing the odds of an at­tack since it’s al­ready two a.m. and cold as shit, and my sis­ter is won­der­ing if maybe she needs a lawyer, and I’m think­ing: What about Elisha? She must be home, I imag­ine, count­ing hits against the num­ber of times the phone hasn’t rung.

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