I was on my way home from school -I'd walked home as I’d spent my fare money on doughnuts that morning-
she looked agitated her blonde hair was in two ponytails her eyes looked red as if she'd been crying
thought I’d missed your bus she said
no I walked I said what's up?
she took my hand and we walked down Meadow Row walking past the bomb sites and the ruins of other houses
I’ve lost my rosary she said I can't find it
what's a rosary? I asked
a crucifix with beads I showed you the other week
O that bead thing so what's the problem? can't you buy another?
it was my grandmother's old one
well buy her another one I said
I can't she died last year
well she won't need it then will she I said
she stopped but Daddy will want to know why I lost it and then he'll go off the deep end and I know he'll punish me and it wasn't my fault
she began to cry and I didn't know what to say or do
where do you keep it? I asked
in my coat pocket so it's handy if I want to use it
and it's not there now?
she shook her head and put her hand in the pocket of her coat
is that the coat you always wear? she nodded
what about Sundays?
she looked at me
today's Monday maybe you left it in your coat you wear on Sundays I said
she looked at me with reddened eyes of course I forgot it must be in my Sunday coat from yesterday
let's go find out I said
but what if Daddy's there?
so what? I said
he doesn't like me being with you because you're not a Catholic
I’ll wait outside on the balcony if he is I said
so we walked up Meadow row and crossed over Rockingham Street and up the ***** and into the Square and along to the flats and up the concrete staircase to her parent's flat which was above where I lived
she knocked and her mother let her in and I stood on the balcony looking into the Square
after 5 minutes or so she opened the door smiling and said
it was in my Sunday coat all the time and she kissed my cheek
I knew then I’d not wash that area of my face the whole week.