| My younger sister Dellie and I lay sleeping in the bed we shared when Mum s scream interrupted my dream. Hurrying footsteps of one of the two older girls my mother cared for assured me the scream was real. Dellie barely stirred. I slipped from the bed and, in the warm night air, made my way in the dark to the doorway of the veran- dah where Mum had her bed in a corner closed off from the world by three-ply. I was wearing bloomers and sin- glet, our usual nightwear. He was here. He was here. Mum s voice was urgent.She tugged the bedclothes back and forth, peered under the bed, and, ridiculously, slapped at the mos- quito net. Who, Rae? Who was here?, ~3ked Dessie, who d come to her aid. ~ ~ A man. I don t know. A tall man. I didn t see his face. He walked up to the bed and stared at me through the mosquito net. |
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