Sunday, June 10, 2007

They had to go one by one. I guess the oldest first. A new game to play, dear. Just stand on this chair in the closet and tie this scarf around your neck. It will be like a swing! Weeeeee! See how much fun she had?! Now you. Here's a pretty tie for you. It matches your dress. Don't be scared. It's great fun. Now jump! Ok little one. hop on up. It's your turn. oh what a big girl. Here's a nice satin sash for you to play with. Let's get it just right. What a big girl! Now weeeeeee! And last, the baby. a nice piece for you tiny, dear. It will all be over soon and we will be safe on the other side. I'll be able to hold you in paradise for ever. (hums a lullaby)

did each one get a gentle kiss before their jump? Was mother finally at peace?

please don't let them have been scared. please. just a new game. no fear. no screaming. no dragging or forcing those darling ones. forevermore into a closet. Always to be together. but the one. the one that didn't make it to the other side. left here all by herself with no sisters. no mother.

poor darling ones. at peace, now.