My younger sister Dellie and I lay
sleeping in the bed we shared when Mum s scream
interrupted my dream. Hurrying footsteps of one of the
two older girls my mother cared for assured me the
scream was real. Dellie barely stirred.
I slipped from the bed and, in the warm night air,
made my way in the dark to the doorway of the veran-
dah where Mum had her bed in a corner closed off from
the world by three-ply. I was wearing bloomers and sin-
glet, our usual nightwear.
He was here. He was here. Mum s voice was urgent.
She tugged the bedclothes back and forth, peered
under the bed, and, ridiculously, slapped at the mos-
quito net.
Who, Rae? Who was here?, ~3ked Dessie, who d
come to her aid. ~ ~
A man. I don t know. A tall man. I didn t see his face.
He walked up to the bed and stared at me through the
mosquito net.
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