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Epilogue

Izzy’s epoche left Nora standing between the zucchinis and the cherry tomatoes behind the house Johnny Abilene had built her in upstate New York. Somehow, a year had passed, and her mouth was full of clothespins. She found herself hanging diapers to a yellow nylon line while she stared southwest at dusk’s rosy fingers. She was in the wrong hemisphere to see the Magellanic Clouds. But I could see her?and Junior too, inside, in the wicker basket next to Nora’s bed:

Izzovision .There’s a splash across the southern skyNamed "I love you-oo!"And I know just what a big manOught to do-yodelayhee-do.I’m sorry I left you somewhere in the blue-boo-hoo-hooWith your mama singing lullabies to baby-boo…Just gimme a great big Magellanic kiss.It’s the sort of thing a daddy ought to miss.I’m gonna bring you right back some dayThough you may be far away,I can always pull a little stuntThat the folks call "epoche."Take a long-lost dad’s advice:Though yore mama’s Guldang nice,Save a little bit of love for yodelodelayhee- me!