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I was standing on the concrete stairs of our flats waiting for an Injuns attack when Enid's old man came up the stairs quite lively he saw me and smiled and said hello Benny Boy how are we? Once upon a time he would have glared at me but here he was smiling and being friendly (it was as Enid said unnerving him being so nice) I'm ok I said waiting for an attack he stopped and gazed at me attack? What attack? Injuns of the Blackfoot tribe I said o right he said and nodded his head and was about to climb up when I said can Enid come out to play? He looked at me for a few moments then said I guess so as long as she doesn't get into mischief we never get into mischief I said she's too good for that (unlike me I mused) he nodded and went off up the stairs I walked to the balcony and looked over into the Square and took out one of my 6 shooter guns and held it ready the milkman was leading his horse drawn wagon along by the lower flats his black hat at an angle his white coat buttoned up tight Mrs Pignut was walking towards the flats she was carrying a shopping bag a cigarette hanging droopingly from her lips smoke following her like a ghost but no Injuns in sight any Injuns? Enid said coming up behind me and standing beside me no not yet I said who told you I was waiting for Injuns? My dad said he passed you on the stairs and that you asked about me how is he? I said she looked at me he's all right he seems different he hasn't hit me or Mum for a week or two and it's unnerving all the time waiting to see if he will change and go back to how he was she said tell me if goes back I said (although I'd know by a bruise or welt mark like I had before) she nodded her head we both stared into the Square for Injuns but none was there.
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
NONE WAS THERE 1957.
I was standing on the concrete stairs of our flats waiting for an Injuns attack when Enid's old man came up the stairs quite lively he saw me and smiled and said hello Benny Boy how are we? Once upon a time he would have glared at me but here he was smiling and being friendly (it was as Enid said unnerving him being so nice) I'm ok I said waiting for an attack he stopped and gazed at me attack? What attack? Injuns of the Blackfoot tribe I said o right he said and nodded his head and was about to climb up when I said can Enid come out to play? He looked at me for a few moments then said I guess so as long as she doesn't get into mischief we never get into mischief I said she's too good for that (unlike me I mused) he nodded and went off up the stairs I walked to the balcony and looked over into the Square and took out one of my 6 shooter guns and held it ready the milkman was leading his horse drawn wagon along by the lower flats his black hat at an angle his white coat buttoned up tight Mrs Pignut was walking towards the flats she was carrying a shopping bag a cigarette hanging droopingly from her lips smoke following her like a ghost but no Injuns in sight any Injuns? Enid said coming up behind me and standing beside me no not yet I said who told you I was waiting for Injuns? My dad said he passed you on the stairs and that you asked about me how is he? I said she looked at me he's all right he seems different he hasn't hit me or Mum for a week or two and it's unnerving all the time waiting to see if he will change and go back to how he was she said tell me if goes back I said (although I'd know by a bruise or welt mark like I had before) she nodded her head we both stared into the Square for Injuns but none was there.
A NINE YEAR OLD BOY AND GIRL AND HER FATHER IN LONDON IN 1957
TerryCollett
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
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