Follow Me to Ground by Sue Rainsford

Author:Sue Rainsford [Sue Rainsford]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: xx
Publisher: New Island Books
Published: 2018-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Paula Greene

Go visit her now?

Oh, I think it’d be too much for me.

We’re all so old, now, and she still looks the same …

Besides, she stopped seeing to us after her father died, and there’s no other reasons to go there – you don’t exactly call in for tea.

–She must’ve liked him enough if she had a baby with him.

–I keep telling you. When Olivia looks at people she doesn’t see people. She sees means to ends.

–Why do you put up with her?

–She’s my sister. We’re orphans … what?

–If Father treated me badly he’d stop being my father.

–Ha! You think he treats you well?

–He does.

–So well you have to sneak around to see me. So well he puts you to work everyday.

–It’s not work. It’s what I was made for.

–Looks a lot like labour – and poorly paid.

He was arguing now for the sake of it, as was his way.

–Well, whatever about anything else, Father is set to do something.

–Like what?

–I don’t know. Something to keep us apart.

He looked into the trees. I couldn’t see his eyes for the shadowy shade. I said

–We’ll leave.

He looked at me. His eyes still a band of black.

–We will?

–Yes.

His face creasing and uncreasing. The quiver in his mouth.

–I need you to come get me at the house tonight, without the truck. Come for me after dark and I’ll be ready.

–Without the truck?

–Yes.

–But a storm is coming.

–Father will hear it if you bring the truck.

He took a breath and held it, started nodding.

–All right?

–All right.

I’d a plan that I didn’t know would work. I’d had to come up with it so quick. It’d be long, it’d make me weary, it’d cause me some pain and it’d be risky, and it’d all be undone if Father wasn’t in the form to hunt because of the storm.

He drove me back up the road. Before I got out of the car I straightened my dress, said

–Is that why you like being with me?

Looking at me blank.

–Is that why you don’t mind being with me the way I am? Not a Cure, and everything else.

–What’s everything else? What Olivia’s done?

I thought of a small, freckled Samson. I couldn’t picture Olivia as a child.

–Dammit Ada. You think you’re so strange. You’re not that strange. Strangest thing about you is you don’t get sick and tired of everyone complaining at you all the time.

His face as open to me as a book or a flower.

I couldn’t help it; started laughing.

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