… “Up you get, Angie, it’s time for your smiling song.” Angie remembered the four chocolate hearts wrapped in gold paper. One for each line. Her patent leather shoes squeaked as she stood to her feet.
Hands clasped behind her and tugging on her sash, Angie swallowed hard and took a big breath. The pianist smiled in her direction and nodded his head. She started to sing at the practised note.
… Tender years spun into oblivion, trapped, voiceless. Fear wiped its seal on the lid. Apart from a few cheerful times, Angie’s childhood memories between three and eight years blurred into a patchwork of photographs and hand-me-down stories, nightmares and wet beds.
Remnant cheerful memories rise to redeem the sanity of a small girl lost in the vacuum of sexual abuse. These memories, precious beyond measure, she numbers, dwells upon, treasures like a tattered rag doll, the teddy of infancy, the peculiar security of a once-chewed sheet.
Someone’s child is crying now
Hot tears trapped in a secret well
Where fears and shadows mute the tongue
No voice to speak, no words to yell
Someone’s child is hurting now
Sweet innocence pushed in a heap
And lust and greed will have their way
While evil plays, wrapped in a treat
Someone’s child is trembling now
Sad tears pushed back from smarting cheeks
Brave eyelids pull the blind on hurt
The snare is set, and silence speaks
… It was a day like no other; a defining day. Time slowed as the toxic mix of traumas twirled before strangers – an ugly, too-bright thing. Then they’d had enough. The judge looked up and made his final speech. And it was over.
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