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Submitted to Contest #95
“I ‘ve been thinking.” Mum said her knife and fork poised, tips down on her white ornamented dinner plate among the partly eaten roast chicken and vegetables. The roast had been a welcome home surprise for me, on my first visit home from hospital. My Dad looks up inquiringly at first but continues to put the loaded fork into his mouth as his eyes meet Mum’s. “I think we should widen the doorways that Robby will use every day. The doctors said it would be months before he can walk again. I mean we can’t go on man...
“Josh I am sorry; I didn’t mean to tell anyone—Honest. “ I say facing up to my fifteen-year-old brother from my lowered position in the chrome wheelchair to his teenage acne face, where his anger is plain to see. “Well, you have! “Josh says abruptly standing up, his chair scraping. as he abandons his empty white dinnerplate. Partially turning Josh continues palms spread. “Even though we all--- agreed that we wouldn’t tell anyone about where the money came from to widen the doorways and to buy you that new shiny wheelchair? “ “Y...
“Ryan, you come back here this instant!” Shouts my father angrily as he chases me out of our house then to our fence line. Like that’s going to happen! I think to myself as I jump up grasping at the top rail of the beige Colourbond fence. Biceps straining, I am pulling myself up, drawing my stomach over the top rail. My trainers’ thud into the fence panel toes first shaking the fence under me. Huh. I gasp swinging one leg over the fence. For a second, I am astride the fence. Then with a thrown look down I work the other leg over....
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