Water and the Garden: Part 1
Marcus and his sister, Anna, were the sole survivors of the HMS Braddock after a storm. Marcus had tied Anna to a piece of wood from the hull. She was badly injured. There was a gaping wound on her head and she had been in and out of consciousness since the storm. Marcus was also injured, his left leg was broken in more places than he cared to know.
The water felt cold but the sun was shining. There were a few clouds in the sky, this would be a wonderful day back home he thought to himself. His mind wandered back to his home. He thought of his Mother. The spaniel Anna brought home one day, mother wasn't pleased but she grew to love the dog. He wondered what his mother was doing as he floated there. Was she making dinner? Maybe she was reading or perhaps she was visiting her friend down the street. The street, he thought, brick, solid. He had never thought of it before. He never bothered to noticed it before. He longed for the brick under his feet. He wished he could stand despite his broken leg.
Anna started to groan. Marcus put his hand on her cheek then ran his fingers through her hair. He wanted the brick road so he could carry his sister home. His Mother could help her.
"Mother", he uttered instictively.
He wondered how much longer he could hold onto the wood plank. He wondered what else he could do. He thought as he admired his sister. She had falled asleep again, at peace again.
"Nothing to do but wait ... for the brick" he said to himself.
The water felt cold but the sun was shining. There were a few clouds in the sky, this would be a wonderful day back home he thought to himself. His mind wandered back to his home. He thought of his Mother. The spaniel Anna brought home one day, mother wasn't pleased but she grew to love the dog. He wondered what his mother was doing as he floated there. Was she making dinner? Maybe she was reading or perhaps she was visiting her friend down the street. The street, he thought, brick, solid. He had never thought of it before. He never bothered to noticed it before. He longed for the brick under his feet. He wished he could stand despite his broken leg.
Anna started to groan. Marcus put his hand on her cheek then ran his fingers through her hair. He wanted the brick road so he could carry his sister home. His Mother could help her.
"Mother", he uttered instictively.
He wondered how much longer he could hold onto the wood plank. He wondered what else he could do. He thought as he admired his sister. She had falled asleep again, at peace again.
"Nothing to do but wait ... for the brick" he said to himself.
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