Helen sat next to me
on the grass
outside Banks House
I was attempting to open
a bottle of lemonade
can I have a drop?
she asked
sure
once I get the thing open
I said
she looked around her
then over at the coal wharf
where coal men
were filling up
their trucks and wagons
with sacks of coal
I unscrewed
the lid of the bottle
and handed her
the bottle
she took it
with both hands
and took a swig
then another
pearls of sweat
sat on her forehead
her brown wet hair stuck
to her face at the sides
it was a hot summer
here
she said
handing me the bottle
I wiped the top
and took a swig
that's better
she said
I was really thirsty
my tongue felt
like the bottom
of my baby sister's pram
I handed her the bottle again
she wiped the top
and swigged some more
I watched her
as she drank
then looked away
and looked at the flat's
behind us
no curtains moved
no curtain twitchers
looked at us
she gave me back the bottle
and I ******* the lid
back on
and placed it
beside me on the grass
I’m getting
a new school dress tomorrow
she said
Mum said I’ve outgrown
my old one
I gazed at her
she was wearing
a tomato stained white blouse
and grey pleated skirt
white ankle socks
and black scuffed shoes
I may get new blouses
if they can afford them
otherwise I’ll have to wear
those second hand ones
my mum got
from a jumble sale
not that I mind of course
but new ones
are always better
I took a white paper bag
from the grass
and said
want a bun?
is it fresh?
this morning's
OK thank you
and she took a bun
from the bag
and ate into it
I took one
and ate it
piece by piece
picking out the currants
I need shoes too
she said
but don't expect
to get them yet awhile
will have to
make them do
a horse drawn
coal wagon
moved out
of the coal wharf
Helen still talked
I watched the horse
trotting along the road
he didn't seem strained
pulling the heavy load.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC
Helen sat next to me
on the grass
outside Banks House
I was attempting to open
a bottle of lemonade
can I have a drop?
she asked
sure
once I get the thing open
I said
she looked around her
then over at the coal wharf
where coal men
were filling up
their trucks and wagons
with sacks of coal
I unscrewed
the lid of the bottle
and handed her
the bottle
she took it
with both hands
and took a swig
then another
pearls of sweat
sat on her forehead
her brown wet hair stuck
to her face at the sides
it was a hot summer
here
she said
handing me the bottle
I wiped the top
and took a swig
that's better
she said
I was really thirsty
my tongue felt
like the bottom
of my baby sister's pram
I handed her the bottle again
she wiped the top
and swigged some more
I watched her
as she drank
then looked away
and looked at the flat's
behind us
no curtains moved
no curtain twitchers
looked at us
she gave me back the bottle
and I ******* the lid
back on
and placed it
beside me on the grass
I’m getting
a new school dress tomorrow
she said
Mum said I’ve outgrown
my old one
I gazed at her
she was wearing
a tomato stained white blouse
and grey pleated skirt
white ankle socks
and black scuffed shoes
I may get new blouses
if they can afford them
otherwise I’ll have to wear
those second hand ones
my mum got
from a jumble sale
not that I mind of course
but new ones
are always better
I took a white paper bag
from the grass
and said
want a bun?
is it fresh?
this morning's
OK thank you
and she took a bun
from the bag
and ate into it
I took one
and ate it
piece by piece
picking out the currants
I need shoes too
she said
but don't expect
to get them yet awhile
will have to
make them do
a horse drawn
coal wagon
moved out
of the coal wharf
Helen still talked
I watched the horse
trotting along the road
he didn't seem strained
pulling the heavy load.
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON.
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