The Memory Closet by Hammon Ninie

Author:Hammon, Ninie [Hammon, Ninie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Ninie Hammon
Published: 2014-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

I opened my eyes and for a moment I was disoriented. I had tossed and turned, been up and down all night. I’d had nightmares, too, but gratefully I couldn’t remember any of them except the last. I dreamed that Petey… Petey!

I leapt out of bed and dashed across the hall to the studio door. Then I didn’t want to open it. My hand trembled as I turned the knob, pushed the door slowly inward.

Oh, please, don’t let him be …

There sat Petey, perched on his cage swing. He saw me and jumped over to the bars on the side of the cage, then began to climb them using his claws and beak.

My relief was so profound it made my knees weak and I leaned against the door frame.

“Hello, pretty boy, hello,” he said in parakeet-speak as he dangled almost upside down from the upper bars of his cage. “PeteyPeteyPetey.”

“Yes, you are a pretty boy.” I crossed the room to the windowsill, picked up the box of birdseed sitting there and poured a little bit into the feeder on the side of his cage. “And after breakfast, I’ll let you fly around the room—and deposit little dookey presents anywhere you want.”

I made my bed, then inspected my face in the bathroom mirror. I was pale; the dark rings under my eyes gave them a sunken look, like Bobo’s eyes. Was I thinner? How could I possibly be thinner than I was when I got here? I looked like I had come to Goshen direct from a refugee camp or a homeless shelter.

I filled the sink with cold water, leaned over and scooped the water onto my face with my hands. The cold was refreshing, it felt …

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