Klempner – The Present

Mine…

My daughter…

Mitch’s daughter…

Alexanders’ words haunt me…

You locked her in the dark with the corpses of the murdered...

I try to escape into sleep…

… The stinking breath

The blood-shot eyes, wild with rage

The fist…

Da... No...

And a scream of anger. ‘Leave him alone you bastard! Don't you touch him! Don’t you dare touch him…’

The smack of knuckles into flesh and another scream, now of pain…

‘Mommy! Don't hurt Mommy!’

The figure so tall…

The screams of pain becoming shrieks…

The smack of knuckles into flesh…

The little figure grabs for something… Anything…

… He swings the big metal stick with all his might, aiming for the ankles… ‘Stop hurting Mommy!’

A scream of rage and pain. ‘You little bastard!’

‘Run, Lamb, Hide!’

bolts, dashing for the bedroom. His mother

‘Bitch!’

again, and

a while, the door slams. It goes

out from under the bed,

and bottom, then rushes across. ‘It’s alright,

Sobbing, ‘You’re bleeding, Mommy…’

nothing, Sweetie.

with the cloth,

‘A bit.’

hurts but let's have a sleep. We'll

you tell

I will.’ She’s talking all funny. ‘What story would you

about the train to

him into the bed then climbs in beside him. ‘Once upon a time, there was a little boy called Larry....’ She

‘Mommy?’

morning.’ She pulls him close, humming as she strokes his hair. After

*****

Is it time for breakfast?’ But she doesn't answer, doesn't open

‘Mommy?’

*****

know you're in there. Your car’s

bangs and heaves, the bolts straining on their screws until, with

fuck?’ Fanning against a buzzing tide of bluebottles, he stares down at the small,

the contents scattered: wrappers licked clean, tins wiped, one trailing

has an open gash on one hand, swollen,

she?

little boy drops his head, tears trickling. ‘I don’t like Mommy any

that that

sleep. She won't wake up and talk to me. I want her to tell me a story and she won’t. And

he pushes the bedroom door open, clouds of flies swarm

grabs the little boy and pushes him into the bathroom, closing

listening to the clatter and the cursing

down to

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