Monday, November 08, 2004

Short Story.

When the boy woke up he was in a bit of a dazy and happy that this time he could see clearly. He turned his head to the left and saw his mother with silver bracelets on her wrist, she looked almost sickened when she saw her son's face. His mother's face was black & blue, she had a bloody nose, and a cut on her forehead that made her look like Frankenstein. When they made eye contact she turned her head quickly. The Boy was happy that she was in handcuffs, he could figure out why he was so happy, but knew that this was a werid feeling. Werid because he doesn't know if he should feel this way. This was his mother and her only true fault was turning her back on her son and marring a drunkard like he was. The doctor said "The boy is up, and yall can get the 'ell out of this room." For a minute the boy thought he was have a stroke or something was wrong with his brain. Than when a cop spoke to his mother he knew all was fine, the Doctor had a Southern accent. As they left the police said " we will be here tomorrow to talk to the boy!" The nurse and Doctor nodded and said "Fiine".

The next day the police came as they said they would. The sun was high and bright the room was warming up his room. The nurse had came by and changed his bandages and cleaned him up a bit. As she did this she mumbled "Can't have ya lookin like a bum, when your laawyer man comes and talks to ya." The boy just sat there this was the first time that anyone has helped hime with anything since his dad died. Nice days then his mom loved him his dad spent all day with him until he left for work and the boy left for school. But no point in remembering the good ole day now cuz they are long gone now, and he might never get to see his dad in the next life. That is if he really did kill his Step-dad, see he can only remember being hit, thrown acrross the room and seeing the body and the lady cop patting him on the back. Wait he remembers something now the lady cop said "You have more curage than any body I have ever meet and don't ever change that." That is what his dad said the night he died, how did she know this, this was just between the two of them. Can't dwell on this now here comes the cops, they push their way in and the nurse said "Owt wit ya, he aint dressed and thats wrong that yous be here when he has a stich ole clothen on!" FINE, shouted the cops as they turned and waited out said. The nurse said "That will give you lawyer some time, no?"

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