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stick out my tongue. His body shakes in silent chuckles. He kneels as though catching his breath but the long stick he holds spins out and catches the back of my calf.
Lifting my head, I howl in pain as I’m taken down to the floor with a thud.
Sneaky, sneaky.
Still kneeling, he watches me through smiling eyes. Only Bob could beat the shit out of me and make me want to hug him.
I lift my head a moment before I raise my hand and wave my invisible white flag.
He chuckles out loud and moves over to me. Holding out his hand, he utters, “Great job today. Soon you won’t even need sessions.”
I couldn’t tell you why, but as he says that, my chest pangs. Rather than show any emotion, I lie back on the ground, chest heaving and cover my eyes with a forearm. I don’t want my sessions to end. If my sessions end, what time will I have with Bob? Just me and Bob. I suppose I sound like a whiny little brat, but Bob is all I know. He is my protector. My guardian. My role model. Sure, he could have been a better role model, but I say he did good with what he had. That he does good, still.
“So, how are things with Xavier?”
Bob sits by me and remains silent for a while, thinking before answering, “Another week or so and he’ll be good to go on his way.”
My arm flops down by my side. “And he’ll be okay, you think? He’ll stay away from drugs?”
Bob stares into the wall, not answering.
I close my eyes tight ly and mutter a tired, “He’s going to use again, isn’t he?”
Bob breathes deep ly and replies on an exhale, “I don’t think he will for a long while, but I think it won’t take much to set him off. The guy already has anger issues, that much is clear, but dealing with someone like Tomas is not an easy thing.” He looks at me. “How long do you think you could go with someone ignoring you before you hit the wall?”
My heart aches.
I know Tomas doesn’t do this intentionally but, yes, he doesn’t listen. I like to think because he can’t. He communicates in the only way he knows how.
Bob is right. It won’t be easy.
If only they could stay…
As if knowing my thoughts, Bob rubs my arm before standing and leaving me to my thoughts.
***
“Tomas, you need to keep real still for Ari or she might cut you.”
Tomas keeps his head still but his arms flail under the smock. I know he can’t help it. He seems to need to be moving in some way all the time. So I do something I haven’t done since I was a little girl. I move to stand in front of Tomas, and take his contorted hands in mine. I smile and start softly, “Patty cake, patty cake, baker’s man, bake me a cake as fast as you can…”
Tomas smiles a crooked smile and it spurs me on. I sing louder, making the movements between our hands bolder and sillier.
Obviously, we can’t do it like any other people do, so I pat our hands onto his knees and make motions myself. I feel stupid. Really stupid. But it’s making him happy. And I’m sure he’s thinking, ‘Wow. You look so damn stupid.’
Ari laughs sweetly while she continues to work. She places a hand on Tom’s shoulder and says full of humour, “I think we should have found a way to record this, oui? ”
To our amazement, Tomas jerks his head around. It doesn’t look like much, but I’m sure this was a nod. He was agreeing with Ari.
Rather than show how shocked I am, I clear my throat and drawl, “Thanks a lot, Tomas.” I wink at him. “I thought we were friends. I wonder who’s going to hook you up with those chocolate éclairs you like so much now that we aren’t friends anymore.”
He smiles harder and points a kinked finger at me.
I feign surprise. “Me? Me, you say? But I thought we weren’t friends?”
He shakes his head slowly.
My eyes narrow. “You wouldn’t be trying to make friends with me just for my ability at sourcing éclairs, would you?”
Smiling hard, Ari removes the smock and announces, “And we are done! Here. Let’s get you
Lifting my head, I howl in pain as I’m taken down to the floor with a thud.
Sneaky, sneaky.
Still kneeling, he watches me through smiling eyes. Only Bob could beat the shit out of me and make me want to hug him.
I lift my head a moment before I raise my hand and wave my invisible white flag.
He chuckles out loud and moves over to me. Holding out his hand, he utters, “Great job today. Soon you won’t even need sessions.”
I couldn’t tell you why, but as he says that, my chest pangs. Rather than show any emotion, I lie back on the ground, chest heaving and cover my eyes with a forearm. I don’t want my sessions to end. If my sessions end, what time will I have with Bob? Just me and Bob. I suppose I sound like a whiny little brat, but Bob is all I know. He is my protector. My guardian. My role model. Sure, he could have been a better role model, but I say he did good with what he had. That he does good, still.
“So, how are things with Xavier?”
Bob sits by me and remains silent for a while, thinking before answering, “Another week or so and he’ll be good to go on his way.”
My arm flops down by my side. “And he’ll be okay, you think? He’ll stay away from drugs?”
Bob stares into the wall, not answering.
I close my eyes tight ly and mutter a tired, “He’s going to use again, isn’t he?”
Bob breathes deep ly and replies on an exhale, “I don’t think he will for a long while, but I think it won’t take much to set him off. The guy already has anger issues, that much is clear, but dealing with someone like Tomas is not an easy thing.” He looks at me. “How long do you think you could go with someone ignoring you before you hit the wall?”
My heart aches.
I know Tomas doesn’t do this intentionally but, yes, he doesn’t listen. I like to think because he can’t. He communicates in the only way he knows how.
Bob is right. It won’t be easy.
If only they could stay…
As if knowing my thoughts, Bob rubs my arm before standing and leaving me to my thoughts.
***
“Tomas, you need to keep real still for Ari or she might cut you.”
Tomas keeps his head still but his arms flail under the smock. I know he can’t help it. He seems to need to be moving in some way all the time. So I do something I haven’t done since I was a little girl. I move to stand in front of Tomas, and take his contorted hands in mine. I smile and start softly, “Patty cake, patty cake, baker’s man, bake me a cake as fast as you can…”
Tomas smiles a crooked smile and it spurs me on. I sing louder, making the movements between our hands bolder and sillier.
Obviously, we can’t do it like any other people do, so I pat our hands onto his knees and make motions myself. I feel stupid. Really stupid. But it’s making him happy. And I’m sure he’s thinking, ‘Wow. You look so damn stupid.’
Ari laughs sweetly while she continues to work. She places a hand on Tom’s shoulder and says full of humour, “I think we should have found a way to record this, oui? ”
To our amazement, Tomas jerks his head around. It doesn’t look like much, but I’m sure this was a nod. He was agreeing with Ari.
Rather than show how shocked I am, I clear my throat and drawl, “Thanks a lot, Tomas.” I wink at him. “I thought we were friends. I wonder who’s going to hook you up with those chocolate éclairs you like so much now that we aren’t friends anymore.”
He smiles harder and points a kinked finger at me.
I feign surprise. “Me? Me, you say? But I thought we weren’t friends?”
He shakes his head slowly.
My eyes narrow. “You wouldn’t be trying to make friends with me just for my ability at sourcing éclairs, would you?”
Smiling hard, Ari removes the smock and announces, “And we are done! Here. Let’s get you
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