Daisy Jones & The Six - Taylor Jenkins Reid Page 0,18
packed them up. I said, “Warren, get me your lights now before I tell everyone what an asshole you are.”
Warren: It wasn’t my problem Billy and Camila decided to get married in the middle of the night.
Karen: By the time Graham and I were done with it, it looked pretty far out. Almost like the sort of place you’d want to get married even if you had forever to plan it.
Billy: As Camila was getting dressed, I went into the bathroom and I looked at myself in the mirror. I just kept telling myself I could do it. I can do this. I can do this. I walked down to the patio and then Camila came down in a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans.
Karen: She had on a yellow crochet top. She looked so pretty.
Camila: I wasn’t nervous at all.
Eddie: I had one piece of film left in my Polaroid so I took a photo. I accidentally cut off their heads. You can just see Camila’s legs and her hair down her back. You can see Billy’s chest a bit. They are holding hands in the picture, facing each other. I was so mad I missed their faces. But I was also trippin’ balls.
Graham: Camila said something about loving Billy no matter what he did, something about them, with this baby, being a team. But she said it like they were a real sports team. I looked over and Pete was crying. He was trying to hide it but it was obvious. There were tears in his eyes. I think I gave him a look like, “Seriously?” And he just shrugged.
Warren: Pete cried the whole damn time. [Laughs] That guy cracked me up.
Billy: Camila said—I remember just how she said it—she said, “It’s us, our team, forever and always. And I will always root for us.” But there was this voice in my head that was telling me I shouldn’t be anybody’s father. I couldn’t quiet it. It just … it kept reverberating in my head. You’re gonna fuck it all up. You’re gonna fuck it all up.
Graham: Look, as a man without a dad, you don’t have the foggiest idea what you’re supposed to do and you don’t have anyone to ask.
I got it later, when I had my own kids. It’s like being first in the line, cutting down the path with a machete. Just the word Dad. This word that we equated with deadbeat, asshole, alcoholic. Now it described Billy, too. He was supposed to find a way to make that word fit onto him. At least, when I went through it, I had Billy to look to. Back then, Billy didn’t have anybody.
Billy: The voice kept saying, If you don’t have a father, how can you be a father?
That voice … [pauses] That was the beginning of a bad time. Where I was not myself. Actually, no. I don’t like putting it that way—you’re never not yourself. You’re always you. It’s just, sometimes, who you are … who you are is a shitty person.
Karen: They kissed each other and I could tell Camila was tearing up. Billy picked her up into his arms. He ran her upstairs and we all laughed. I paid the minister guy because Billy and Camila forgot to.
Billy: I remember laying there in that bed with Camila—right after we got married—and I just wanted to leave. I kept waiting for it to be time to get on the bus, because I just … I couldn’t face her. I knew she’d be able to tell what was going on inside my head if she got too good a look at my face.
I wasn’t good at lying to her. I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. People think lying is all bad but … I don’t know. Lying protects people sometimes.
I laid there as the sun came up and I heard the bus pull in and I jumped out of bed, kissed her goodbye.
Camila: I didn’t want him to go. But I also would never have let him stay.
Graham: When I got up in the morning, Billy was already standing there outside the bus, talking to Rod.
Billy: We were all loaded up and the bus driver pulled out of the driveway and Camila had just run down to the front stoop in her nightgown. She’d rushed down to wave goodbye. I waved back but … I had a hard time looking at her.