![]() I can take now, and tomorrow, and all the days after, make of them what I will. Perhaps Rain and all she was are best forgotten. Nico might be able to explain, if he wants to my past as Rain at least. ![]() Like something I can only see sideways, out of the corner of my eye. I feel I almost understand it all, but if I look too closely, it vanishes. There are still all these disconnections inside. Lorders may break their own laws now and then if they have a reason, true enough. It is illegal to Slate anyone over the age of sixteen. Slated, then, less than eleven months ago. I got out of hospital in September: I’d been there for nine months. But then the dates shift into sharp focus, and my eyes snap open. However these bits of me fit together now, that is the day I started in this world. The same birthday ties us all together: 3rd of November. But who was Rain, really? And somehow Lucy fits in with Rain’s past, but how? Sometimes, like now, she slips away, as if she never was. Or what? Are we the same person, or two in one? Sometimes I feel I am her, as if her memories and who she was take over. Or Rain did: she came back at the same time. I stare at the wall in the dark, Sebastian a welcome band of warmth stretched along my back. ‘You’ve gone all pale.’ She puts a warm hand on my forehead. ‘Can I be excused?’ I say, suddenly feeling ill. She is worried about some maniac being on the loose. Mum tells us to stay out of the woods, away from the footpaths. ![]()
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