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SHATTER THE WALL
Illustrated by WEST
They were a charming family and everybody loved them to death--especially Amanda!
There he stood, Bass McDowall, life-size on the Wall. She made herself look at the hateful broad-shouldered image with the deliberately penetrating black eyes. She made herself watch his boy-image bend over Kippie's slender girl-image, made herself listen to his mellow voice gasp, "Kippie, sweetie-bug."
Savagely she thrust upward on the ebony lever. Bass McDowall, Wall idol, and Kippie lurched and disappeared. Lights glowed from fixtures recessed into the ceiling, illuminating the long, windowless Wall room.
Kathryn, whose hair was a snug, dark Kippie-cap, leaped from the Wall seat. "Don't turn it off now! Couldn't you even tell, Mother? He's going to kiss her! Turn it back on this minute!"
Amanda stationed herself before the lever, shaking her head. "Not until I've spoken to you," she said. "Kathryn, I don't think you realize yet what it means, but you're the youngest person, the very youngest, living in this city."
"Quit calling me that! Everyone has to call me Kippie." She cocked her dark head, Kippie-like. The red mark caused by the constant prodding of her index finger against her cheek glared. "Bass loves Kippie. He called her sweetie-bug."
"I refuse to call you Kippie." She folded her arms. "I don't want to discuss your name again, Kathryn."
"It will be Kippie." She squirmed into a Kippie-like position. "Soon as I'm twenty-one, I'll change it. You wait!"
"Perhaps you will, Kathryn. But I'll never call you Kippie."
"Oh, quit being silly and turn it on. He might kiss her again." She focused her blue eyes upon the Wall. "Turn it on."
"Kathryn, I want to talk to you, and I intend to do so without Bass McDowall staring over my shoulder." She sat down beside her daughter. "Now, Kathryn, you're nineteen years old, and you're certainly attractive by any--"
"I don't have dimples like Kippie does." Remembering, she poked her finger back into her cheek.
"I'm not talking about Kippie." She stared at the finger sunk into her daughter's cheek, wondering how many times she had explained that it wouldn't cause a dimple. "I want you to get married, Kathryn."
"I've told you a million times, I won't. You're always after me!" she wailed. "Bass won't ever marry anyone, not even Kippie, and she's got dimples. Bass says--"
"Bass McDowall is not a real person. He's only an actor."
"He's the realest thing in the world. But he won't marry me, so you'd better forget it." She stepped to turn the Wall on again.
Instantly the ash tray was in Amanda's hand, the massive glass tray Dell had given her. She hurled it at the Wall, which shattered with a brittle explosive splintering.
Kathryn jumped back, wailing. "I hate you!" Frantically she manipulated the lever and twisted the ebony dials. "Bass, come back. Bass!"
Amanda patted the Wall seat. "Sit down, Kathryn."
Finally the girl sat down, sullenly rubbing her eyes with her fists.
"Kathryn, have you noticed that we never see infants on the Wall? We never see small children, either, because, Kathryn, you're the youngest person in this city. The week after you were born, the city hospital's obstetrical ward closed permanently."
Kathryn sobbed convulsively. "Who needs babies? I want Bass!"
"The human race needs babies! Kathryn, you sit so complacently in front of your Wall and pretend there isn't a world! There won't be unless you wake up."
"Don't be silly!"
"I'm not. Kathryn, you may be the youngest person in the world, for all I know. Forty or fifty years from now this planet will be cluttered with blank Walls. There'll be no one to watch them."
"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not different, like you."
"Kathryn, marry. Have children. Persuade your friends at the office--"
She laughed shrilly, rocking back against the Wall seat. "Friends! They hate me, every one of them, and I hate them. Even if Bass did marry me, they'd only take him away."
Amanda clutched her fists. "I don't want you to marry Bass. You must find some nice boy your own age."
"Oh, Mother! You want me to marry some stupid, ugly boy! You can't make me!"
"Kathryn, he needn't be dull. There are hundreds of boys, each interesting in--"
Hearing a sound, she looked up to see Dell, thin and red-headed, standing in the doorway staring at the shattered Wall.
Kathryn jumped up. "Mother broke it. She threw that big green ash tray and broke it all to pieces."
Dell looked questioningly at Amanda. "Honey, why'd you do that?"
"She's jealous of Bass!"
"Now isn't Bass pretty young for you, honey?" He stooped to remove the ash tray from inside the shattered Wall. "Now, how can I watch Alice this evening? She promised me a special dance in that red dress she was showing me last night."
"Showing you?" She sprang up. "She showed it to every man in the country, Dell."
He frowned. "Well, I'll call Replacements. They'll have a new Wall in before Alice comes."
"And I'll smash it too. I'll smash every replacement you can buy!"
"Now, Amanda." He regarded her mildly. "You're not jealous of Alice! Honey, if you'd watch Lester, you wouldn't care about Alice and me."
She took the intact ash tray from him. "I'm not jealous of Alice, and I haven't been for twenty years. But Dell, do you realize Kathryn was the last child born in this city?"
The girl's voice was harsh. "She wants me to marry some stupid, ugly boy. And I won't do it! I love Bass."
Dell's pale eyes were rebuking. "Amanda, how can you expect Kippie to do that?"
She stepped back. "Kippie?" she said harshly. "Dell, that girl standing there is Kathryn, our daughter--not Kippie."
"Don't let such little things upset you, baby. I'll go call Replacements, and we'll all sit down together when Alice and Lester come." He turned.
Dell frowned. "You don't really think he looks like an ape, do you, baby? I was--well, thinking of changing my name to Lester."
Kathryn leaped to hug him. "Oh Daddy! It'll be so wonderful. Lester, Lester, Lester! If we had an Alice and a Bass, we'd be almost like a real family."
She stared at them. "I'd hoped to put you in a favorable frame of mind for this, Kathryn," she said. "You'll remember that three years ago the Watsons, next door, had Wall failure and couldn't get service until morning. I invited them to watch our Wall."
Dell nodded. "Haven't seen them since, now that I think of it."
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