Here I Am by Jonathan Safran Foer(193)

“Oh.”

“Some people like to be left alone for a few minutes first.”

Jacob gestured at the vial in the vet’s hand and asked, “Why is that fluid so bright?”

“So it’s never mistaken for something else.”

“That makes sense.”

He needed to let go, of the anger and everything else, but he needed help to do so, but he needed to do it alone.

“Could I stay with the body? Until the cremation?”

“I’m sure we could arrange that.”

Jacob said, “Argus,” naming him for the second time—once in the beginning, once at the end.

Argus’s eyes rose to meet Jacob’s. There was no acceptance to be found in them. No forgiveness. There was no knowledge that all that had happened was all that would happen. As it had to be, and as it should be. Their relationship was defined not by what they could share, but what they couldn’t. Between any two beings there is a unique, uncrossable distance, an unenterable sanctuary. Sometimes it takes the shape of aloneness. Sometimes it takes the shape of love.

“OK,” Jacob said to the vet, still looking into Argus’s eyes.

“Don’t forget how it ends,” the vet said, readying the needle. “Argus dies fulfilled. His master has finally come home.”

“But after so much suffering.”

“He has peace.”

Jacob didn’t tell Argus, “It’s OK.”

He told him: “Look at me.”

He told himself: Life is precious, and I live in the world.

He told the vet: “I’m ready.”


A NOTE ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Jonathan Safran Foer is the author of two bestselling, award-winning novels, Everything Is Illuminated and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, and a bestselling work of nonfiction, Eating Animals. He lives in Brooklyn and teaches at New York University.