It’s now 9 am Saturday morning
Tzedek is still passed out in the brush by the retention pond. She lies flat on her stomach in her burnt and tattered costume, her burnt skin now healed. Only her unhealed scar on her back remains.
Nightmares. I always get them in the morning.
Sweat drops down her brow as she struggles to wake up.
They keep me going, they keep me alive…
She awakens with a start and peels off her mask.
I still want them to go away…
Minutes later, Tzedek is back in the apartment complex sitting in the car that the two men had pretended to work on. A few feet away she sees a mother tying her little girls’ shoe before putting her into the minivan.
I use to have one of those when I was a kid…
Mother..I used to know what that word meant.
Tzedek begins driving away.
I saw it in action, I touched it and felt it, I loved it…
She continues to drive away leaving the mother and her child in the background. A tear escapes from her right eye.
I used to talk to one as a child and then I was taken away from her…
And then the nightmares began…
Copyright 2011. Tzedek by Talisha Harrison
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