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The Ugly Bear

... turning on itself. "A friend is coming tonight. He called at lunch time."

"That's fine, Mat. You don't have to explain. I understand." Karl turns around, and as he's leaving, he says, "Have a good night, Mat. I'll see you tomorrow."

Later that night, on his way back home after supper at Bill's restaurant, he notices a tall, sturdy man entering Mathieu's place, which is on the next block down the street. It shakes him up a bit more than expected. He's not jealous; he's just really disappointed.I know that man. He's thinking hard, and suddenly it dawns on him.That's the chief of police, for Christ's sake.

Instead of continuing down the street, he turns left at the corner and goes around the block. He's getting that unpleasant sinking feeling in his heart. Reality hits him hard, much more than he thought possible. The following days, he avoids going back to the office for his daily showers at the end of the day. He washes in his tiny sink, in his tiny half-bathroom, in his tiny room. He never uses and never will use the common bathroom at the end of the hall. That place stinks of everyone else's shit.

*

Thursday, May 29, at the office.

Karl gets a text message from Mat: "Can we meet concerning the community centre structure?"

"Okay, Tuesday a week from now, after lunch. One afternoon is all I can spare."

Mat gets the answer, and he's surprised by the dryness of the response. He wonders what's wrong with Karl. He doesn't know that the big guy saw the ...

... chief of police entering his place last Monday night. He didn't tell Karl anything about his personal life.

Mat replies:"Okay. Next Tuesday is fine. Is there something bothering you?"

No reply.He's probably very busy, Mat thinks.

Indeed, Karl is very busy as the first enormous, prestressed concrete beam is being installed by two giant cranes on top of the pillars along de l'Hôpital Street. At the end of the day, around 7 p.m., he picks up his cell and sees no less than twenty-two messages — not unusual for him. One in particular attracts his attention: Mat's message.Shit, what do I do with that? What does he want with me? He's got somebody else in his life. I'm sure as hell not going to play second violin. He sends his answer: "I saw the chief enter your place."

Mat picks up his vibrating phone, which is trying to get away from him, and sees Karl's reply.Shit! I can't explain my life on a text message. He replies:"Can we meet so we can talk? Perhaps my place whenever suits you best."

Everything is secure on the construction site. Karl gives a last look around; satisfied, he locks the gate. He walks back towards the office — a ten-minute walk from the site — to have a hot shower. His cell, tucked in his pants back pocket, vibrates. He ignores it. It was a long day; he's dirty, sweaty, and hungry. His workday is over.

As usual, his supper at Bill's is perfect. The fresh salmon, fries, and veggies are delicious. He skips dessert and sips his coffee while listening ...