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“Forget it,” she said. “I can do without, if I have to.”

But Julio Sal no longer cared, not even for himself.

“Waiter,” he said.

That night Julio Sal drank five bottles of champagne, drank most of it himself, yet the bitterness within him remained dry and aching, and drunkenness did not come. There was only thirst and desire, and a salty satisfaction in playing the fool. At midnight he stared in fascination as the red nails clawed the three hundredth ticket. Sometimes she said, “Wanna dance?” and sometimes he asked, “Drink?” Sometimes she squeezed his hand and asked, “Having a good time?” And always he answered, “Very good time.”

Searching for a match, his fingers touched something hard and square in his pocket.

He brought out the jewel box that held the engagement ring. It was a single diamond set in white gold. He held it under her eyes.

“You like?”

“Beautiful.”

“I buy for girl. She die.”

“Automobile accident?”

“Just die. Sick. You want ring, you keep.”

“I couldn't.”

He slipped it on her finger. She tilted it to and from the light, laughing as it sparkled.

Three times the bell clanged, but she forgot the roll of tickets. Then she looked at him again, studied his delicate nose, his fine lips. She lifted his hand and pressed a kiss into the calloused palm.

“You can take me home. That is, if you want to.”

He stared into his empty glass, twirled it around and smiled at the memory of the little speech he had prepared that afternoon, the words he planned to say when he slipped the ring on her finger.

“Don't you want to?”

“I like, very much.”

“Do you have a car?”

“We take taxi.”

She pushed her chair closer to him, so that they sat crowded side by side. She held his hand in both of hers, pressed it, played absently with his fingers.

When he suggested one more bottle of champagne, she frowned. “It's for suckers.”

“I am sucker.”

“You're not either. You're nice,” she said.

“I have friend,” he said. “Name Julio Sal. He know you.”

“The guy that writes all them crazy letters? He must be nuts.”

“Ya. He nuts.”

He looked at the clock over the bar and wanted to sigh; instead a sob shook itself from his throat. It was twelve-thirty. The dream was dead.

“I wait for you at door downstairs,” he said.

He got up and left her sitting there. It was warm in the street. He walked a few doors north to a small, hole-in-the-wall, all-night grocery store. Boxes of figs and grapes were tilted toward the street. The sight of them increased the acrid, cigarette-and-champagne dryness of his mouth. He bought a bunch of grapes for a nickel, waved the clerk aside about a paper sack. The grapes were Black Princes, big and meaty.

He put one of them into his mouth, felt it burst between his teeth, tasted the sweet juice that filled his mouth. A grape from Sonoma County, from the vineyards around Santa Rosa. He had picked grapes in Sonoma—who could say, perhaps from the very vine upon which this bunch had grown.

Eating grapes, Julio Sal walked a block to the Terminal Building, took his overcoat and grips from the ten-cent lockers, went down the stairs to Los Angeles Street and the bus depot. The ticket agent nodded.

“One-way ticket Santa Rosa,” said Julio Sal.

About the Author

JOHN FANTE
was born in Colorado in 1909. He attended parochial school in Boulder, and Regis High School, a Jesuit boarding school. He also attended the University of Colorado and Long Beach City College.

Fante began writing in 1929 and published his first short story in
The American Mercury
in 1932. He published numerous stories in
The Atlantic Monthly, The American Mercury, The Saturday Evening Post, Collier's, Esquire
, and
Harper's Bazaar
. His first novel,
Wait Until Spring, Bandini
, was published in 1938. The following year
Ask the Dust
appeared, and in 1940 a collection of his short stories,
Dago Red
, was published.

Meanwhile, Fante had been occupied extensively in screenwriting. Some of his credits include
Full of Life, Jeanne Eagels, My Man and I, The Reluctant Saint, Something for a Lonely Man, My Six Loves
and
Walk on the Wild Side
.

John Fante was stricken with diabetes in 1955 and its complications brought about his blindness in 1978, but he continued to write by dictation to his wife, Joyce, and the result was
Dreams from Bunker Hill
(1982). He died at the age of 74 on May 8, 1983.

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BY JOHN FANTE AVAILABLE FROM ECCO

The Saga of Arturo Bandini:

Wait Until Spring, Bandini

The Road to Los Angeles

Ask the Dust

Dreams from Bunker Hill

Full of Life

The Brotherhood of the Grape

The Wine of Youth: Selected Stories of John Fante

1933 Was a Bad Year

West of Rome

John Fante: Selected Letters

The Big Hunger: Stories, 1932–1959

The John Fante Reader

THE WINE OF YOUTH: SELECTED STORIES OF JOHN FANTE
. Copyright © 1940 by John Fante. Copyright © 1985 by Joyce Fante. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.

First Ecco edition published in 2002.

Library of Congress has catalogued a previous edition as:

Fante, John, 1909–1983

The wine of youth.

I. Title.

PS3511.A594W5     1985     813'.52     84-20454

ISBN 0-87685-583-4

ISBN 0-87685-582-6 (pbk.)

EPub Edition © March 2010 ISBN: 978-0-06-201321-7

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