3/19/2024 0 Comments Free dads secret stache printableWe’ll be okay.” Lauren put her arm around his shoulder and clutched the blanket to her chin. If Dad were still here, they’d be home in York, not here in Plymouth, in this dump. He wasn’t even twelve for a couple of months yet. His heart sunk almost to below his knees. She smiled at him but her blue eyes still looked sad. He wrapped it around her skinny little shoulders. Sure, they were painful to listen to, seven-year-old girl’s Barbie stories. “I don’t have any this morning Colby Cheese. She always talked his nightmare away for him. It was getting light-he could see a rat’s tail twitch in the pile of broken car parts that he’d pushed to the back of the container. They only had one blanket each that he’d bought from a nearby second-hand shop. The container wall felt cold and his breath steamed in the air. He smiled at Lauren and dragged himself up to sit next to her, scratching his hand on some rust as he did. Someone was shaking him-his eyes flew open: it was Lauren. They loomed over his dad who got smaller and smaller as he rocked himself backwards and forwards chanting: “She can’t be dead. Now there were bright lights, bright hospital lights shining on men in green overalls with masks on their faces and frozen peas falling out of their ears. He wanted to wake up, but the cloud was too thick. They were happy.Ī dark cloud appeared and smothered them all. The sun was shining, they were laughing and joking. She was way too big! Dad jumped up and handed her the ice-cream. You left the freezer door open and the frozen peas on the floor.” She took out a spoon from behind her back and tried to perch on the saw bench. They were only up to their third mouthful when Mum caught them. He slunk into the kitchen, grabbed the ice-cream and two spoons, and ran out to meet Dad behind the garage. He was sinking again… Mum was out the back, hanging up more washing. Or maybe that was only true because it was a dream. “Want to race to the house? First one there can sneak Mum’s not-so-secret, secret ice cream stash.”Īnd with that, his dad took off, but Cole always passed him at the last moment, no matter how far behind he started. They laughed and groaned as they lay on their backs at the bottom of the incline. One more step and he’d be in the perfect spot…Ĭole let go of the branch and fell onto his dad They both fell over and went rolling down the bank. He was almost under the branch that Cole was hiding on. The same dream he’d had every night since they’d moved into the container… His eyelids sure were heavy, but he so did not want to go to sleep. If only he could work out what to do next. His thoughts were going round in circles. Lauren stirred in her sleep and settled back down. Cole never took very much-it was better to be hungry than to be caught. There were only five minutes to gather enough food for the next day before the guard returned. It had been easy to learn the guard’s routine off by heart, so that he could slip into the kitchen undetected. He was getting used to these night raids it was the only time it felt safe to steal food for Lauren. It was after two in the morning when Cole crept into the cramped shipping container where his sister lay sleeping. (Note: This chapter includes Cole’s memory of his father being stabbed, which may be upsetting to some children)
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