ANNE AND THE SKINNY KID 1959
A Story by Terry Collett
A ONE LEGGED GIRL AND THE SKINNY KID IN A NURSING HOME IN 1959
Anne crutches herself onto the green lawn of the nursing home and sits
at one of the metal white painted tables and in one of the white metal
chairs and drops her crutches beside her Benedict whom she called Skinny
Kid follows her and sits at the same table looking at her his hazel
eyes focusing on her on her black straight hair and dark eyes other
children are playing on the swings and slide or sitting at other tables a
distance away don't want none of those other sick kids here Kid Anne
says they're sneaks and tell tales and moaning Minnies and such but you
Kid you're all right you’re possibly the only one here I can tolerate
and O those pesky nuns bloody penguins walking about poking their noses
into things saying have you had a motion today? have you passed water?
yes I said to Sister Agnes I did a dance on one leg as a motion and I
passed the running water tap on my way to breakfast what did she
say?Benedict asks she said manners Anne we must have manners and asked
me again and I said both and plenty of them and she went off in a huff
her black habit gown flapping behind her like some bloody bat one of the
kids comes to the table and says can I sit here? of course you can sit
you've an arse on you but no you may not Anne says shooing the girl away
like she was a dog the girl went off looking back pulling a face how's
your leg? Benedict asks missing and aching and driving me to distraction
Anne says the bloody stump throbs and gets hot and it makes me a
miserable sod can I see it Benedict asks what its like? you're a one
aren't you always after seeing my stump later maybe not here with the
nosey penguins gawking at everything we do a nun walks down to the table
her eyes like black dots behind her wire spectacles ah Anne have you
been upsetting the other children again? are you asking me or telling
me? Anne says rubbing her leg eyeing Benedict Lina says you swore at her
and told her to sit elsewhere the nun stares at Anne then at Benedict
well? what happened the nun asks I never swear Sister I never swear I
just said she could sit elsewhere be better for her I may have an
illness she may catch and may bring her out in yellow spots the nun
doesn't smile or move a muscle in her face her dark eyes move over Anne
then Benedict well Benedict were you here? what happened and I want the
truth or you'll not go to Heaven if you lie the nun says eyeing the boy
scarily she didn't swear the boy says just said to go elsewhere the nun
stares at Anne do not be horrible to other children they've as much
right to sit here as you do now behave or I’ll report you to Sister Paul
and then you'll know it the nun says and walks off like a rook unable
to fly Anne farts and smiles sums her up that she says Benedict nods and
looks at the table want to go to the beach? I can push you in the
wheelchair? how old are you Kid? she asks ten nearly eleven he says she
muses looks at him do you know how old I am? she asks eyeing him his
quiff of hair the hazel eyes the skinny frame no idea Benedict says I’m
twelve Kid although my mother says I’m big for my age got t*****s and
such Benedict looks past her head at the avenue of tree behind and the
path to the beach got pubic hair too she adds to see if he'll blush
what's that? he asks what’s what? Anne says pubic hair? he says that'd
be telling wouldn't it spoil the surprise although you could always ask
the good sisters and say dear Sister Paul what's this pubic hair stuff?
she laughs to herself well Kid go get the wheel chair and off we go to
the beach the boy smiles and gets up and walks quickly towards the
nursing home Anne watches him go she winces and rubs her stump with her
hands backwards and forwards she watches the other kids at play at the
nuns walking here and there then Benedict comes across the grass pushing
the wheelchair at a fair speed she smiles as he comes up to the table
here we are one wheelchair he says slightly out of breath right bring it
round here Kid and so he pushes the wheelchair next to her and manages
to get herself in comfortably and rocks about until she's settled right
then Kid did anyone stop you? yes he says Sister Agnes asked me where I
was going with the wheelchair and I said you had need of it and she
pulled a face then walked off with a face like a pinched behind Benedict
says good on you Kid now let's' to the beach and away from the peasants
and sickly she says so Benedict gets behind the wheelchair and pushes
away from the table his arms outstretched his hands gripping the handles
and off they go over the grass and onto the pebbly path between the
trees and the sound of birdsong and the smell of the sea filling their
noses and out the back gate and onto the path along by the sea the
sounds of sea rush and waves and gull cries and people calling out and
laughter and kids calling and crying and she says O this it Kid this is
f*****g living breathe in that air breathe in deep and Benedict breathes
in deeply as he pushes her along the path smooth and easier and his
thin legs pushing along the pathway and as he pushes he gazes down at
her black haired head then at the red dress with the one leg sticking
out the stump not visible but only the outline of it being there and the
smell of the sea and salt in the air.
© 2015 Terry Collett
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Terry CollettUnited Kingdom
About
Terry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..
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