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Sister Bernadette came rushing across the grass to where Anne was screaming about the pain in her amputated leg sitting next to you by the small white table where does it hurt? Sister Bernadette asked in the leg Anne screamed but the leg’s been amputated the sister said lifting the hem of Anne’s skirt showing space where once a leg had been you turned your head away Malcolm was swinging on the swing his hands gripping the steel chains on either side as he rode his ride I know the ******* leg’s gone Anne screamed but it still hurts language in front of the children Sister Bernadette said I’ll speak to Matron and see what she says and off the sister went leaving Anne following her with her deep eyes you looked back at Anne taking in her dark hair plaited into two plaits I think they call it a phantom leg you said what is? Anne said turning and staring at you a limb amputated but still causing pain you said what you a doctor now Skinny Kid? no you said just saying what I read some place forget it she said hand me my crutches you handed her her crutches and she stood up and crutched herself away towards the far end of the garden come on Skinny Kid she said let’s go catch the sea coming in or going out and breathe some salt air ok you said running to catch her up her one leg swinging forward a lonesome traveller across the well mown lawn her naked thigh and calf showing as the skirt rose in motion and filling the air like a gull cry her bellowing laugh.
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Aug 13, 2012
Aug 13, 2012 at 3:10 PM UTC
ANNE'S PHANTOM LEG AND YOU.
Sister Bernadette came rushing across the grass to where Anne was screaming about the pain in her amputated leg sitting next to you by the small white table where does it hurt? Sister Bernadette asked in the leg Anne screamed but the leg’s been amputated the sister said lifting the hem of Anne’s skirt showing space where once a leg had been you turned your head away Malcolm was swinging on the swing his hands gripping the steel chains on either side as he rode his ride I know the ******* leg’s gone Anne screamed but it still hurts language in front of the children Sister Bernadette said I’ll speak to Matron and see what she says and off the sister went leaving Anne following her with her deep eyes you looked back at Anne taking in her dark hair plaited into two plaits I think they call it a phantom leg you said what is? Anne said turning and staring at you a limb amputated but still causing pain you said what you a doctor now Skinny Kid? no you said just saying what I read some place forget it she said hand me my crutches you handed her her crutches and she stood up and crutched herself away towards the far end of the garden come on Skinny Kid she said let’s go catch the sea coming in or going out and breathe some salt air ok you said running to catch her up her one leg swinging forward a lonesome traveller across the well mown lawn her naked thigh and calf showing as the skirt rose in motion and filling the air like a gull cry her bellowing laugh.
terry-collett
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Aug 13, 2012
Aug 13, 2012 at 3:10 PM UTC
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