After Sylvia
By Alan Cumyn
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Nominated for the Canadian Library Association Book of the Year for Children Award and the TD Children's Literature Award
As the new school year unfolds, the magic of the Skye brothers' antic adventures is replaced by a different kind of magic — of stillness, when Owen visits the haunted house in the dead of winter, and of insight, as he begins to see his father in a new light. Owen is growing up, but happily for readers, he never loses his most endearing qualities — his sweet vulnerability, his impulsive courage, and his imagination as big as the sky.
The Secret Life of Owen Skye was a smash hit with readers, reviewers and award juries. In After Sylvia, Alan Cumyn has produced a captivating sequel that captures perfectly the bewilderment and joy of being a kid. A funny, poignant, magical book that will delight a broad range of readers.
Alan Cumyn
Alan Cumyn is the author of several wide-ranging and often wildly different novels. A two-time winner of the Ottawa Book Award, he has also had work shortlisted for the Governor General’s Award, the Giller Prize, and the Trillium Award. He teaches through the Vermont College of Fine Arts and is a past Chair of The Writers’ Union of Canada. He lives in Ontario, Canada.
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After Sylvia - Alan Cumyn
AFTER SYLVIA
Alan Cumyn
Groundwood Books
House of Anansi Press
Copyright © 2004 by Alan Cumyn
Published in Canada and the USA in 2004 by Groundwood Books
New paperback edition published 2008
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LIBRARY AND ARCHIVES CANADA CATALOGUING IN PUBLICATION
Cumyn, Alan
After Sylvia / by Alan Cumyn.
Sequel to The secret life of Owen Skye.
ISBN-13: 978-0-88899-868-2 ISBN-10: 0-88899-868-6 ISBN 978-1-55498-472-5 (ebook)
I. Title.
PS8555.U489A9 2008 jC813'.54 C2007-907132-5
Cover illustration by Caroline Hamel
Cover design by Michael Solomon
We acknowledge for their financial support of our publishing program the Canada Council for the Arts, the Ontario Arts Council, and the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund (CBF).
For Anna and Gwen
Table Of Contents
The Birds
Broken Eggs
The Code
The Consolation of the Loon
Politics
Avalanche
Christmas
Calendars
Welcome Home
Gloria Pork-pie
More of Us
The Birds
OWEN Skye could not sleep. He lay in the dark in the middle of the big bed that he shared with his brothers, Andy and Leonard. It was early September, the night before the first day of school, but the wind that shivered the walls threatened to blow everything into winter.
Summer holidays were ending! The fact of it had loomed over everything for the past several days, and the boys had raced to all the great places — to Dead Man’s Hill, to the river, the woods, the haunted house and the railroad tracks — in an effort to squeeze the last drops of adventure from the season.
Now summer was draining away. Owen stared at the ceiling of the attic bedroom and racked his brain trying to think of something, anything, to delay the dreadful start of school.
What about the crystal radio?
he whispered.
Shhh!
Leonard said. It’s time for sleep!
He was the youngest and so knew the least about the horrors of education.
We haven’t tried the crystal radio in ages,
Owen insisted. Last winter — it seemed like years ago — the boys had used the set to intercept messages from alien spacecraft.
The radios been put away,
Andy said in a tired voice. Normally he would have been the one to suggest hauling it out in a situation like this, but even he seemed resigned to the end of the season.
I know where it is,
Owen said. It was in a shoe box in the corner of their closet.
Owen slept in the middle, so to get out he had to crawl over Leonard and then creep to the closet in the darkness. The wooden floor was cold on his toes, and the closet door creaked badly when he opened it. Dust from the shoe box made him sneeze twice.
You three go to sleep!
the boys’ father, Horace, shouted from downstairs, and Owen held his breath.
On the next sneeze Owen plugged his nose and swallowed the explosion, popping his ears painfully. But there was no more comment from downstairs, so he reached forward until his fingers felt the hard corners of the shoe box. He took it and slowly, carefully, crawled around the bed to the window. When he pulled off the lid, out sprang a tangled mess of antenna wire. Owen pulled it clear in handfuls, then lifted out the crystal radio set itself.
It was a thing of beauty. It had a varnished wooden base with a large metal coil on the side and even more brass knobs than Owen knew what to do with.
Normally Andy operated it. Owen wasn’t sure how to attach the antenna wire, which was a fairly new addition. He had seen Andy hook an end of wire around one of the brass knobs and then run the rest over the curtain rod and across to the light switch near the door. But which knob should Owen attach it to? And would he be able to untangle the wire enough to reach the switch?
Owen wanted to ask Andy for advice, but the older boy was pretending to sleep now, snoring and snorting even louder than usual. So Owen chose one knob at random on the set, attached an end of wire and pulled the rest of the tangle as far as he could over the curtain rod. He climbed on a chair and looped part of it around the overhead light, then ran the rest to the sailing ship lamp that was mounted on the wall a few feet above the boys’ bed.
It won’t work like that,
Andy muttered between fake snores.
How do you know?
Owen said.
It just won’t.
Owen ignored him and returned to the radio set. There was dead silence from the tiny speaker. Outside, the wind was racing thin gray clouds across the dark sky. For a moment Owen thought he heard low rattles and indistinct stutters, but it was Leonard tossing in bed and creaking the old frame.
Try adjusting the clip,
Andy whispered. You can move it along the coil.
Owen peered at the complicated instrument until finally, in the shadows, he could just make out the clip that Andy had mentioned. It was a wire from the speaker that was attached to one of the coils, and Owen saw that it could be undipped and moved to a different coil.
As soon as Owen moved the clip, it sounded like birds had flown into the room.
What’s that?
Leonard moaned. I’m trying to get to sleep!
It’s birds,
Owen said. Birds on the radio!
Many different birds, it seemed. Some of them warbled and others trilled. There were high, looping calls and soft, burbly murmurs like stream water rushing over stones.
In a few seconds Andy was beside him, ears trained on the soft noises, and then Leonard, too, poked his head close to the little speaker.
The sound was low but distinct. Andy told Owen that if he hooked up the battery, they could boost the speaker power and hear better. But the battery didn’t seem to be in the box.
Why would birds be on the radio?
Owen asked.
Maybe they took over the station,
Leonard said.
Don’t be ridiculous,
Andy said. Birds can’t take over a station!
Why not?
Leonard asked. They take over trees. They take over telephone poles. We have no idea what they’re talking about.
Owen looked outside to see if masses of birds were whirling through the sky, preparing to occupy the house. But the sky was clear.
Those birds sound familiar,
Leonard said.
Familiar!
Andy said, twisting the word to make it seem ridiculous. Friends of yours? Birds that you’ve met?
I don’t know,
Leonard said cautiously. "It’s just that.
The birds stopped singing on the radio then and Owen heard voices, very low. One of them was an announcer saying, That was a taste of nature from one of the best bird-whistlers in the county.
And the other...
That’s Uncle Lorne!
Owen blurted, and the brothers looked at one another in amazement.
Then the house shook with the sound of heavy feet on the stairs, and all three boys dove for the bed together. They were still writhing when their father pushed open the door, and a sudden shaft of light from the hall split the room.
What are you three up to?
Horace asked darkly.
Owen clung to his brothers in tense, unbreathing stillness.
Is there a bird in here?
Horace asked then.
The crystal radio had started throbbing again.
Owen sat up and announced, It’s Uncle Lorne!
But Andy instantly pulled him back down.
What are you talking about?
Horace asked, stepping farther into the room.
Owen saw him in a blurry way, through half-clenched eyes. Horace was not normally an angry father, but lately he could blow into a sudden storm over little things — a broken window, spilled ketchup, a story on the news.
Just then the bird noises surged in volume, and Owen wondered if Andy had suddenly found and hooked up the battery after all.
It is birds!
Horace said. He walked over to the window to look out, but bumped into the tangle of antenna wires instead.
Careful!
Owen said, sitting up now and not pretending to be asleep at all. It’s Uncle Lorne on the crystal radio.
Horace freed himself from the jumble of wires and put a big ear close to the puny speaker.
How do you turn this thing up?
he asked.
So Andy rummaged through the back of the closet and brought out his big battery. When he hooked up the terminals, the whistling filled the room like a whole flock.
It is Lorne!
Horace said. I haven’t heard him whistle like that in years.
Then he, too, started to whistle, though his music wasn’t full and convincing like Lorne’s.
In a few minutes the boys’ mother blew into the room.
What’s going on?
Margaret demanded. "Why is everyone up? School starts tomorrow! Back to bed now!" She had such snap to her voice that they all jumped. But only Horace moved away from the radio.
It’s Lorne,
Horace said in the soft voice he used to try to calm her.
Whistling like a bunch of birds!
Owen declared.
Who?
Margaret asked, and she walked straight into the antenna wire.
Then she screamed, and in the confusion pulled the sailing ship lamp off the wall and onto the bed where the boys had been just moments before. The lightbulb smashed against the bed frame and burning sparks shot into the air and filled the room with angry, choking smoke.
Hands off! Those wires are live!
Horace commanded, and he pushed Margaret to safety. Stay where you are!
He turned to the boys, who were trapped behind the electrified antenna wire and the smoking wreck of the sailing ship lamp. Don’t move an inch! Understand?
Yes, sir,
Andy said immediately, for them all. It was a direct order and Owen felt himself stiffening as if standing at