Mark Haddon - The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

And it isn’t a fixed relationship like the relationship between our house and Mrs. Shears’s house, or like the relationship between 7 and 865, but it depends on how fast you are going relative to a specific point. And if you go off in a spaceship and you travel near the speed of light, you may come back and find that all your family is dead and you are still young and it will be the future but your clock will say that you have only been away for a few days or months.

And because nothing can travel faster than the speed of light, this means that we can only know about a fraction of the things that go on in the universe, like this:

And this is a map of everything and everywhere, and the future is on the right and the past is on the left and the gradient of the line cis the speed of light, but we can’t know about the things which happen in the shaded areas even though some of them have already happened, but when we get to fit will be possible to find out about things which happen in the lighter areas pand q.

And this means that time is a mystery, and not even a thing, and no one has ever solved the puzzle of what time is, exactly. And so, if you get lost in time it is like being lost in a desert, except that you can’t see the desert because it is not a thing.

And this is why I like timetables, because they make sure you don’t get lost in time.

197.There were lots of people on the train, and I didn’t like that, because I don’t like lots of people I don’t know and I hate it even more if I am stuck in a room with lots of people I don’t know, and a train is like a room and you can’t get out of it when it’s moving. And it made me think of when I had to come home in the car from school one day because the bus had broken down and Mother came and picked me up and Mrs. Peters asked Mother if she could take Jack and Polly home because their mothers couldn’t come and pick them up, and Mother said yes. But I started screaming in the car because there were too many people in it and Jack and Polly weren’t in my class and Jack bangs his head on things and makes a noise like an animal, and I tried to get out of the car, but it was still going along and I fell out onto the road and I had to have stitches in my head and they had to shave the hair off and it took 5 months for it to grow back to the way it was before.

So I stood very still in the train carriage and didn’t move. And then I heard someone say “Christopher.” And I thought it would be someone I knew, like a teacher from school or one of the people who live in our street, but it wasn’t. It was the policeman again. And he said, “Caught you just in time,” and he was breathing really loud and holding his knees.

And I didn’t say anything.

And he said, “We’ve got your father at the police station.”

And I thought he was going to say that they had arrested Father for killing Wellington, but he didn’t. He said, “He’s looking for you.”

And I said, “I know.”

And he said, “So, why are you going to London?”

And I said, “Because I’m going to live with Mother.”

And he said, “Well, I think your father might have something to say about that.”

And then I thought that he was going to take me back to Father and that was frightening because he was a policeman and policemen are meant to be good, so I started to run away, but he grabbed me and I screamed. And then he let go.

And he said, “OK, let’s not get overexcited here.” And then he said, “I’m going to take you back to the police station and you and me and your dad can sit down and have a little chat about who’s going where.”

And I said, “I’m going to live with Mother, in London.”

And he said, “Not just yet you’re not.”

And I said, “Have you arrested Father?”

And he said, “Arrested him? What for?”

And I said, “He killed a dog. With a garden fork. The dog was called Wellington.”

And the policeman said, “Did he now?”

And I said, “Yes, he did.”

And he said, “Well, we can talk about that as well.” And then he said, “Right, young man, I think you’ve done enough adventuring for one day.”

And then he reached out to touch me again and I started to scream again, and he said, “Now listen, you little monkey. You can either do what I say or I am going to have to make—”

And then the train jiggled and it began to move.

And then the policeman said, “Shitting fuck.”

And then he looked at the ceiling of the train and he put his hands together in front of his mouth like people do when they are praying to God in heaven and he breathed really loudly into his hands and made a whistling noise, and then he stopped because the train jiggled again and he had to grab hold of one of the straps which were hanging from the ceiling.

And then he said, “Don’t move.”

And then he took out his walkie-talkie and pressed a button and said, “Rob…? Yeah, it’s Nigel. I’m stuck on the bloody train. Yeah. Don’t even… Look. It stops at Didcot Parkway. So, if you can get someone to meet me with a car… Cheers. Tell his old man we’ve got him but it’s going to take a while, OK? Great.”

And then he clicked his walkie-talkie off and he said, “Let’s get ourselves a seat,” and he pointed to two long seats nearby which faced each other, and he said, “Park yourself. And no monkey business.”

And the people who were sitting on the seats got up and walked away because he was a policeman and we sat down facing one another.

And he said, “You are a bloody handful, aren’t you? Jeez.”

And I wondered whether the policeman would help me find 451c Chapter Road, London NW2 5NG.

And I looked out of the window and we were going past factories and scrap yards full of old cars and there were 4 caravans in a muddy field with 2 dogs and some clothes hanging up to dry.

And outside the window was like a map, except that it was in 3 dimensions and it was life-size because it was the thing it was a map of. And there were so many things it made my head hurt, so I closed my eyes, but then I opened them again because it was like flying, but nearer to the ground, and I think flying is good. And then the countryside started and there were fields and cows and horses and a bridge and a farm and more houses and lots of little roads with cars on them. And that made me think that there must be millions of miles of train track in the world and they all go past houses and roads and rivers and fields, and that made me think how many people must be in the world and they all have houses and roads to travel on and cars and pets and clothes and they all eat lunch and go to bed and have names and this made my head hurt, too, so I closed my eyes again and did counting and groaning.

And when I opened my eyes the policeman was reading a newspaper called The Sun , and on the front of the paper it said ?3m Anderson’s Call Girl Shameand it had a picture of a man and a picture of a lady in a bra underneath.

And then I did some maths practice in my head, solving quadratic equations using the formula:

And then I wanted to go for a wee, but I was on a train. And I didn’t know how long it would take us to get to London and I felt a panic starting, and I started to tap a rhythm on the glass with my knuckles to help me wait and not think about wanting to go for a wee, and I looked at my watch and I waited for 17 minutes, but when I want to go for a wee I have to go really quickly, which is why I like to be at home or at school and I always go for a wee before I get on the bus, which is why I leaked a bit and wet my trousers.