Oksa Pollock by Anne Plichota

Author:Anne Plichota [Anne Plichota and Cendrine Wolf ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781782690771
Publisher: Pushkin Press
Published: 2016-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

After a while, feeling comforted and delighted, Gus decided to leave Oksa’s bedroom, unaware that he was being followed by the Identego, which took the Gracious upstairs.

Dragomira’s strictly private workroom was in shadow. Only a small oil lamp was burning inside one of the many niches in the walls, shedding a yellowish glow over the room, which had been converted into a dormitory.

Oksa watched Gus lie down with a tired sigh. Her Identego allowed her to caress him lightly one last time, promising to return soon, then she looked around to see which of the seven beds might belong to her mother. She located her without difficulty: the wheelchair was a dead giveaway. With a silent cry, Oksa felt herself rush over to what she recognized as Dragomira’s old bed. Marie Pollock was lying on her side, fast asleep. Oksa rested her head on the pillow a few inches from her mother’s face and studied her. Even asleep, she looked exhausted. The dim light made her skin appear waxy, but Oksa was sure it was probably worse in broad daylight. She reached out a hand and stroked her hair. It seemed coarse and much thinner than she remembered. Suddenly Marie shifted in her sleep and her chapped lips parted to let a plaintive murmur escape.

“Oksa…”

“I’m here, Mum,” whispered Oksa. “I’m here.”

Marie, who was in a deep sleep, sighed and her face relaxed. Oksa stretched out beside her, keeping her eyes fixed on her mother’s much-loved features. Then the late hour got the better of her and she fell into a comforting, yet short-lived, doze.

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