Extract from Flowers
14th Apr 2008
Hello lovely people
The child chatters away about the trophy he and his team mates have just won. He describes the moves in the game, and relives the winning moments. He ducks and dances around to show how he and his teammates made up the score. As far as he is concerned, there was no other team on the field. The old man follows every movement with his eyes and applauds at the appropriate moments.
A car drives up to the house. The man gets out of the car, looks at the two on the porch and shakes his head.
“Are you burning granddad’s ears again with your tales?” he smiles and ruffles the boy’s hair. The boy laughs, looks up to his father with adoration and sprints off the porch towards the car. Within seconds the car was turned into a hide-out from which he could aim at a horde of buffaloes running past.
“He is such an imaginative boy” the old man said lovingly. “A real artist. You should encourage him.”
Suddenly there is a slight tension in the air. The old man tries to ignore it and watches the boy run from the car to a tree, where he tries to hide behind the tree trunk.
The old man waits for his son to break the silence. The younger man remains quiet. He wants to aim angry words at the older one, but they do not come out. He swallows and feels a tightening in his chest. Eventually he says “Artists are disturbed people.” The old man remains quiet.
Read the whole story in A Tapestry of Life, a collection of short stories about moments that changed people’s lives. The book can also be obtained from Trafford Publishing.
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Love and Light
Elsabe
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