This is The Writer's Voice, New Fiction from The New Yorker.

I'm Debra Treesman, fiction editor at The New Yorker.

On this episode of The Writer's Voice, we'll hear Edgar Carrot read his story to the Moon and Back from the October 3rd, 2016 issue of the magazine.

The story was translated from the Hebrew by Sandra Silverston.

Carrot is the author most recently of the Memoir the Seven Good Years, which was published in 2015.

His story collection, suddenly a knock on the door, came out in 2012.

Now here's Edgar Carrot.

To the moon and back.

I celebrate the kids' birth date the day after.

Always the day after, or the day before.

Never on the actual date. Always the same shit. Why? Because his owner, the judge, decided that the kid has to be with his mommy on

his birthday. Even if she's a bitch and a liar who fucks every jerk who smiles at her at work,

daddy is less important. Lido and I go to the mall together.

Not for a present. The last time I was in a duty-free shop, I bought him a remote control

multi-copter drone. $89.89. And he didn't even put batteries for the remote in the box.

So we're going to the mall to pick up some batteries.

But I tell I do, that it's to have fun.

What can I tell him?

Not only did Daddy bring his present a day late,

but he didn't even check to see if there were batteries inside?

No way.

The bitch.

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