October Flash Fiction #4 - Watch Your Step
“As she said these words
her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt
water.” Alice in Wonderland, Chapter 2
“Also,
in the middle, cadaverous, awful, lay the grey puddle in the courtyard, when
holding an envelope in my hand, I carried a message. I came to the puddle. I
could not cross it. Identity failed me. We are nothing, I said, and fell. I was
blown like a feather. I was wafted down tunnels. Then very gingerly, I pushed
my foot across. I laid my hand against a brick wall. I returned very painfully,
drawing myself back into my body over the grey, cadaverous space of the puddle.
This is life then to which I am committed.”
The Waves, Virginia Woolf
“How
did you get so filthy?” Rina asked crossly.
Louisa
flinched and burst into tears, which made her dirty face muddy and snotty as
well. Rina sighed and said, “It’s okay, Lou. We can clean you up. I’m not mad, really.”
Louisa
wiped her eyes and nose on the tail of her t-shirt as Rina closed her magazine
and shoved it in her bag. “It was the
puddle,” Louisa said.
“And
I suppose the puddle jumped on you all by itself?” Rina replied.
“The
big boys helped,” Louisa said.
“What
big boys?” Rina asked, looking around.
“They’re
gone now. But they pushed me.”
“Why
didn’t you call for me?”
“I
was scared. And I knew you’d be mad that
I was dirty.”
“I’m
not mad at you,” Rina said, automatically.
She had to tell Louisa that about a zillion times a day when her natural
impatience collided with the child’s automatic assumption of her own
guilt. “I am mad that big boys were mean to you.”
Louisa’s
eyes rounded with surprise. Rina reached
out to hug her, but she flinched away again.
Right. That didn’t work. This was not going to be an easy adjustment for
either of them.
When Louisa was in the bath, Rina listened from the
other side of the door. The child didn’t
like to undress. Rina had to promise not
to open the door except in a dire emergency, but she listened to make sure that
Louisa was actually scrubbing and washing out her hair.
Rina bribed her with hot
chocolate and a movie so that she would sit still and let her comb out the tangles
after Louisa was dry and pajama-clad. Louisa
eventually relaxed enough to sing softly along with the video, “A very merry
unbirthday to me…”
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