Tuesday, April 04, 2006

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Avery examined his reflection in the train window while the midlands whipped by. It was bright and cloudless and windy. About Avery's mental state: the plain and simple fact is that he'd lost his confidence the day he was fired and it took him six weeks to get enough of it back. Yesterday held some serious promise. First, there was a Christmas cheque that finally arrived. Then, the radio play that blew him away. Those two unrelated events were the final moments of Avery's self-pity. It was something about the actress' novel cadence that sealed the deal. He was instantly attracted to her personality by way of her voice. It made him feel like turning his life around! Something purely beautiful and still it had a real world impact. While the play was still on in the background he created a pile of clothes to give away to Oxfam, made his bed, organized his papers, and vacuumed his carpet. He even cleaned his bedroom mirror with Windex and took out the trash. After the play was over he deposited his cheque into the automated teller and got a haircut. By then he was near campus and decided to grab a pint at the student pub and watch the sun set. And you thought turnaround happened with the breakfast and the newspaper.

"Coffee or tea, sir?" said the fortysomething cart-wielding blonde. Her eyes were kind. Another coffee would be great.

Avery's mind raced as he charted out his day. First thing to do would be to give Jen a ring and perhaps arrange some lunch. She worked near Victoria Station. After lunch he'd walk toward Soho and see what this "Turner-candidate artist" wanted, anyway. Avery rummaged through his blazer and fished out a pen and pad of paper. He started crossing off the low hanging fruit. Shave. Clean room. Donate to Oxfam. The list went on from there. Avery looked back at his reflection. The smile was still there, but his face was more serious. He was starving for a hot lunch and he was dying of curiosity.

The train pulled into Central London and Avery was visibly excited. He grabbed the fateful newspaper, discarded his coffee cup, and reached for his to-do list which was still resting on the seat next to his. In all caps at the bottom: APOLOGIZE TO MAXWELL.

Avery felt like a cigarette. He was in the city.

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Antony Hare is a freelance illustrator whose work has appeared in publications including Esquire UK, Maisonneuve, Forbes, Annabelle Mann, The Improper Bostonian, Bon Appétit, the Globe and Mail, and National Post (for which he won a Silver Medal from the Society of News Design). His work is at the meeting point between portraiture and caricature. Antony is a member of the Society of Illustrators and works from his office in downtown Toronto. ¶ Learn more about Antony.


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