Her Sister's Eye by Vivienne Cleven

Author:Vivienne Cleven
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ligature Pty Limited
Published: 2021-11-10T10:52:38+00:00

Eight

The Moon Run Away

As Sofie makes her way along the embankment, something catches at the edge of her sight. Her breathing slows, she shuts her eyes tightly, opens them, then squeezes them closed again, as though they cannot be trusted, they tell terrible untruths.

A raw dread hedges her mind. On the riverbank is a writhing fish; a barbed hook juts from its gills. Its glassy eyes and bloodied scales have already attracted a swarm of flies.

With a scream, she charges down the embankment. She picks up the slippery creature and carefully removes the cruel hook. Rushing to the water’s edge, she kneels and releases it back into the river’s opaque depths. ‘Home ya must go. Home.’

Hitching up her dress, Sofie eases her feet into the cool river. But the morning is crowded by the incessant hum of thoughts hedging her mind. Sofie gotta fix that rose red lady.

She peers down into the water and talks as to a friend. What bout that Polly Goodman? She a rose red bitch. She nasty, mean. She hates the old one. What a person to do?

Weeelll one thing ya can do fix her right up. Ya go to her place to fix her. Gee, what’s wrong which ya can’t ya do anythin right.

I do stuff right I do. Ya start on me n Sofie get mixed up like a cake. Hey, ya know bout me makin a cake at the old one! Yeah n that Victoria she be killin bubs! Brock he were to marry her but oh no! She won’t swolla it, nope one of em bitches think she shit don’t stink.

Everyone shit stink rilly tell ya its only a tv show n ya can’t be believin things ya see brockll marrry bitchoria they’ll have the bub n live happy after see.

Things can trick people.

Sometimes people gotta stay tricked.

Ya near as clever as the old one.

Heeeyyy get outta here no one smart than her

Sofie go swimmin with ya?

That sweet summer we had my love my love

Then you had to go away

Tear of sorrow that I’ve shed for ya my love my love my love

I’ll marry ya brock I wont kill the bubby like bitchtoria no way I’ll have a bubby

Careerin nope no careerin all I want is happy ever

I gotta go. Business I gotta do.

Oh yeah what

See a woman bout a dog, hee, hee. Dog, getit.

Good one bubbyloo now one thing don’t get caught troubled find ya she got eyes they be onya

Friggin crapdoodle. Talkin bout caught, huh, no one catch this one here.

Ya ain’t got all ya marbles that what everyone say boutcha

I don t care what they say.

Ya getting mad stop there now sofie mad don’t make a sensible woman

Well, stop getting on me case for sure.

Ya go n fix polly waffle up now

No playing ring round Rosie when I gone.

Don’t sook for nothing just hold on tight we’ll keep a good spot for ya here

Byebyebye dove

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On the Mundra streets the sticky heat is already beginning to sweep the bitumen with a heat haze.

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