I invited the sky to join us for dinner and it cried like a baby. Mama dragged me in from the garden, tossed me a plate, told me to eat, told me not to be trouble right now, do you hear me? I wriggled in my squelchy clothes, gazed through the window, and promised the sky I’d return.
Once I’d gobbled my pasta shells, Mama tossed me away, cradling her bump like it might drop on the floor. Go play hide and seek; no one’s looking for you.
The sky dried its eyes just for me. It said in true blue, Never mind, life goes on. I kicked globby puddles, my socks like handkerchiefs that soak up sadness.
Mama called me in again and I looked up in fear. The darkening sky was resigned this time, whispering that it didn’t mind. Goodbye for now, sleep tight. Be good, little girl, be good. I held the falling sun in the palm of my mind, kissed it goodnight, and blew it away with a wish.
About the author
Hannah Retallick is from Anglesey, North Wales. She was home educated and then studied with the Open University, graduating with a first-class BA (Honours) Arts and Humanities (Creative Writing and Music) degree, before passing her creative writing MA with distinction. Her work has gained success in several international competitions.
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