Tuesday, August 01, 2006
New Beginning 32
I awoke with a start and cry, banishing weeks of fevered dreams away in one quick movement. Outside, a horse had nickered. I could just make out the sound of stomping hooves in the snow and knew some impatient beast was tied at the hitching post while its owner visited Papa's shop downstairs.
If Papa was trading, all was well. The bed ropes creaked as I eased down, feeling my panicking heart relax. Many a day I had woken to the sounds of Papa arguing out a sale. It was a ritual as soothing as Mama reciting fairy tales as she tucked me in at night. It was only when I nudged the rough linen of my pillow as I settled back into my warm nest of blankets that I noticed how curiously light my head felt. The stabbing pain that had been with me for - for I didn't know how long - was gone.
"Lass, did you take the screw out of your head again?"
Heavens above, it was Papa. How long had he been here? "No-- I swear..."
His rough hand felt along my scalp. "It's gone," he growled.
"But it feels better," I cried.
"Feeling better is for your mother's fairy tales," Papa said. "What about my radio reception?"
Opening: Poohba.....Continuation: Jox
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