133. What We Leave Behind

This short story was inspired by a writing prompt in a recent ‘Writing on the Wall’ Zoom class.

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“Alright Linda, girl, I nearly missed you.”

“Hiya Mel,” said Linda. Then she burst into tears.

“Ay c’mere girl. It’s alright.” He put his arm around her shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

She let out a heavy sigh and said “I just need to um… just pop to the ladies.”

Linda had lost count of how many times she’d practised the expression she would have on her face and the things she would say if she ever saw her ex-husband again. But it was too late for all that now.

A couple of minutes later, she emerged from the ladies room, with tissue in hand and freshly applied lipstick.

“Now or never,” she said and looked at Mel, but her smile didn’t reach the corners of her glistening eyes.

“We’d best get a move on, I’ve only got another 8 minutes on the car,” said Mel.

She took off her coat and gently threw it on the back seat. There was a small, slightly deflated football and an action figure toy in the seatwell.

“You got kids then?” asked Linda.

“Yeah, two grown up and three grandchildren. All boys. Me missus, Claire said she would have loved to have had a girl. You?”

There was a beat of silence and then he said, “Sorry, Lin girl, I didn’t think.”

“No it’s alright, it was a long time ago now. We were only kids ourselves then. Me and Ronnie have got just the one, Simone. She’s training to be a dental hygienist. Says she’s not having any children” said Linda.

“Can’t fault her. It’s expensive these days. Me missus Claire, says you’re married to a schoolteacher?”

“Yeah, Ronnie. He’s a Special Needs teacher. He would have come with me today but teachers can’t get time off, and he’s got Scouts tonight and I said I didn’t know what time I’d be back.”

“It’s good of you to come you know. I know you didn’t have to, but Stewart kept asking for you and then one of me lads found you on Facebook and I couldn’t just leave it like that without knowing.”

“How is he?” said Linda.

“He’s only got days left now but he’s not in any pain. One of us is up there almost all the time. They’re really good with visiting hours up there.”

“I’m sorry,” she said.

They drove the few miles through a city she’d once loved, past the old football stadium, the hospital and the park. A big Tesco now stood on the ground where her old school used to be. That dodgy council estate where she grew up in was now considered desirable real estate, with its larger than average houses and big gardens that were not found in modern builds.

There was a car already outside the house so Mel parked behind it.

She remained sitting in the car for a moment or two, breathing deeply to compose herself. She looked into the garden and watched a man she used to know, slowly move a long-handled tool up and down at the edge of the lawn. There was a small boy chasing and grabbing at bubbles as they floated away. The boy saw her, ran to the gate and peered over the top of it. She smiled at him and Mel unlatched the gate.

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“Hi Dad. Hello Trouble,” said Mel, ruffling the boy’s hair. “You remember Linda, don’t you Dad?”

“Hello, Derek,” said Linda. “Still keeping a lovely garden I see. I’m sorry about your Stewart.”

“Thanks love. You look well. Janey’s inside. She’s been looking forward to seeing you,” said the man.

Mel fumbled in his pocket for his phone.

“Are you that lady who used to be married to me Grandad Stewart?” asked the boy.

“Yes, love. I am,” she said and stroked the boy’s upturned face.

The boy slipped his hand inside hers and they began to walk towards the house. Behind her, she heard the gate close. Then Mel said, “Dad, that was the hospice. He’s gone.”

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The 51%

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Tuesday 8th March 2022 is International Women’s Day.

Here are my picks of 5 TV shows – 5 books – 5 films – 5 pieces of women’s history (should that be herstory?) and 5 ongoing events that celebrate the achievements of women, amplify their voices and call out inequalities on the basis of sex.

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5 Recent TV shows that smash the Bechdel Test

Call The Midwife

The Handmaid’s Tale

Orange is The New Black

Better Things

The Nevers

Broad City

My Top 5 Books by Women (these change every week depending on my mood)

A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald

The Secret History by Donna Tartt

5 Films written or directed by a woman or have a predominantly female cast. (I must say that the way some of these trailers were cut, does soften and ‘prettify’ the content of the film!)

Did Gillian Anderson’s role in The X Files encourage more girls to study STEM? Read The Scully Effect

How cycling enabled women’s freedom in more ways than one. Read here.

Why was women’s football banned in the UK, despite attendances of 53,000? Read here.

Katharine Johnson, the mathematics and computer operator for NASA, pioneering calculations for space travel. Read here.

Women’s History Month

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Current events….

On This Day She……. (putting women back into history, one day at a time)

Caroline Criado Perez – Exposing Data Bias in a World Designed for Men

Do you know which country has the highest representation of women in Government? The answer may surprise you. Read here.

Anonymous was a woman

The legacy of RBG

Finally, we take it for granted that we have access to sanitary towels and toilets. But what if we didn’t? (No, not the Urinary Leash) but an Oscar-winning short film, called ‘Period. End of Sentence’. Period poverty is a real thing, holding back millions of girls and women from achieving anywhere close to their full potential.

132. Made to a Secret Family Recipe.

Eva was an only child until she was 32. She was their “wonderful gift” and “happy surprise”. Dad had the mumps when he was a teenager, but they don’t talk about things like that in their family.
She overheard her Great Aunt and her Nanna whispering once about “test tubes” and “it” being “unnatural”. They stopped talking when they saw her and her Nanna fiddled around in her handbag for a boiled sweet.

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Eva first saw (some of) her siblings on one of those daytime TV chat shows.

‘Fertility Doctor played God and admitted using his own sperm to father dozens of children.’ 

There were 14 of them in the studio. Eva looked into her own eyes. Did that woman hate her nose as much as she hated hers? Another one had a smaller perkier nose and a softer chin. Eva now knew what she would look like if she was pretty. There was a more voluptuous, gorgeous version. An athlete. An aged druggie. A police officer. That one had the same kink in the same place in her hair. How many of them ground their teeth at night and got reflux from cucumber? They were all of the people she could have been. How many more were out there somewhere in the world?

Who could she call if she was affected by anything in that programme? 

Maybe her Mum and Dad already knew and were keeping it from her. Maybe they didn’t know. What good would it do to tell them? No, it wasn’t true. Her Dad was her real Dad. She know what she would do. Pretend she didn’t know and had never seen the programme. Follow the family tradition and say nothing. They don’t talk about things like that in their family.

One of my favourite films (about clones) is ‘Never Let Me Go’ based on the novel by Kazuo Ishiguro.