He accidentally spilled hot water on me while making tea. I was in my high chair at the kitchen table and he was pouring the water into a teacup in front of me and spilled it. Now, the way the scars appear on my legs that would be a more accurate account of how I was burned. The tub thing just didn't fly right. Of course Nate asked me not to say anthing to Joyce. I said I wouldn't. At least I'll hold it as long as I can. The truth always comes out of me soone or later.
The mind is a terrible thing to waist and for years I believed the version my mother told me about my legs. I even have vivid visions of he incident; the tub, the water and climbing into the water. My mind tatally blocked out of what happened. I can't help but wonder what else have I blocked out or changed to be able to live a somewhat productive life. Nathaniel, hmmm...more later.I have flash memories of the things I was aware of concerning Charles. I knew he was different and the family always spoke about him in whispers...
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To know the truth is not always easy but I hope it gave you some closure to know that you did not do this to yourself.
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