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Following on from last week, Stephen, exhausted both in mind and body has been befriended by Alwyn Davy, a kindly vicar. Now…read on……;
‘I can’t make you talk if you don’t feel able yet’, he says, a kind and sympathetic smile creasing the corners of his eyes. ‘But when you’re ready, I hope that you feel you can talk to me…in confidence and without judgement’.
The man sits across from me, a cup and saucer balanced on the arm of his chair. My tea sits, cooling rapidly in its patterned china cup, on the small table where the reverend placed it nigh on twenty minutes ago. I desperately want to drink…but something stops me. I cannot, dare not pick up that cup, guide it to my mouth and place it against my lips. So I leave the tea untouched and hope that that the reverend doesn’t notice.
‘Yes, I do want to tell somebody’,
I can’t quite meet his gaze yet, and I stare fixedly into he flames of the fire, which triggers a memory. Ellis and I making pictures in the glowing embers of a dying fire one winter night many years ago. Of course, he saw angels and I…..I saw devils and demons.
‘I want to tell you, Reverend’.
‘Alwyn, please’. He says, taking a sip from his cup.
‘I’m sorry. Alwyn, I want to tell you how it was with Ellis and me’.