Monday, 20 June 2016

Too see (vee) or not...


Fred is standing at the back of the barn. The barn is dark - it’s raining outside and the door only lets in enough light to see things vaguely.

Even in the half-light, Fred can’t see the car that is hidden underneath a sheet of tarpaulin.

Someone lifts the sheet and Fred can see the car.

Fred is fifty.

The car is the same age, maybe older; they don’t make them like this anymore.

“Does it run?”

“It runs.”

Fred’s eyes shine in the dark.

“Can I just sit inside it?”

“Of course.”

Fred is 6 years old again; the smell of the interior of the car is that of his childhood.

His childhood is no longer lost.


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