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Elsa the Evacuee

Elsa the Evacuee

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Published by Terry Collett
A GIRL IS EVACUATED DURING WW2 AND IS ABUSED BY THE MAN WHO TOOK HER IN AND UNFOLDS THIS TO THE PSYCHIATRIST YEARS LATER WITH GREAT DIFFICULTIES
A GIRL IS EVACUATED DURING WW2 AND IS ABUSED BY THE MAN WHO TOOK HER IN AND UNFOLDS THIS TO THE PSYCHIATRIST YEARS LATER WITH GREAT DIFFICULTIES

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Published by: Terry Collett on May 20, 2013
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ELSA THE EVACUEE.Where did you go? the psychiatrist asks the countryside can’tremember where Elsa says sitting back in the recliner chair oneleg crossed over the other pulling the skirt hem over her kneesI was evacuated from the City because of the bombing put ontrains with gas masks and some sandwiches and somethingelse I forget what the psychiatrist nods scribbles notes studiesthe woman her expression the features pale eyes haunted atsome village the train stopped and we were marched into thevillage and fostered on people in the village hall but no oneseemed to want me so I was marched to a farmhouse on theoutskirts of the village was it dark? the psychiatrist asks was itlate in the day? the woman frowns tries to recall notes the eyesof the quack as she thinks him are dark as prunes his nosebroad his lips thick greedy looking yes she says the sky wasdarkening when I arrived at the farmhouse there was a stinkabout the place I held my nose the psychiatrist smiles butcontinues to scribble his left hand she notes the fingers wellkept the nails trimmed not workers’ hands she muses and whoanswered the door of the farmhouse? he asks she bites herlower lip and closes her eyes better to remember a man shesays a woman looking over his shoulder the escort lady said hehad to take me in and he said something rude and looked downat me but the escort insisted and so the woman took me in tothe house and the escort went and the door shut behind theman Elsa breathes in deep and opens her eyes then what? thepsychiatrist asks what happened then? he sits back in his blackchair and puts down his pen and folds his fingers togetherforming a church like structure she looks at the quack’s hairdark but receding with hints of coming grey I was told to sit at atable and be quiet and the old man went out the back door andthe woman gave me some bread and cheese and told to eat upshe pauses remembering the house seemed cold there was awoody smell a fire was lit but low then what? he asks twitchinghis nose rocking back and forward slowly in his chair where didyou sleep? Elsa shuts her eyes in a bed upstairs she woman
 
said it was her son’s bed but he was in the War somewhere butthe bed was cold and smelt and she said to undress and gaveme a nightdress her daughter used to wear but she had diedwhen young the psychiatrist stops rocking and leans forward heplays with the buttons of his waistcoat then what happened? heasks Elsa thinks hard pushing back her thoughts opening fileswith faces and events I lay in the bed in the dark and I thought Iheard scratching noises and there was a wind outside thewindow then I must have gone off to sleep after a long day shestops and opens her eyes yes? the psychiatrist asks she placesa hand over her mouth and her eyes stare at the quack takingin his lips and eyes and his nose can I go now? she says shegets up from the recliner no he says wait we must open this upshe stands gazing at him I can’t she says why? he asks shestands still her hands holding each other in front of her groinI’ve told no one she says softly her words just reaching the airmaybe it is time to unburden yourself he says she looks at thewindow at the sun coming onto the carpet at her feet thesunlight making a pattern on her brown shoes the man in thefarmhouse what did he say? the psychiatrist asks she looks athim her eyes darkening fear there he notes as she picks up hispen I was a little girl Elsa says he said words I didn’t understandand the woman? what was she like? Elsa walks to the chair andsits down folding her hand sin her lap she said little she gaveme food and drink and washed my few clothes and gave meher daughter’s clothes when mine weren’t dry the psychiatristwrites fast his hand moving her the page he studies her as shespeaks notices her hands squeezing each other on her lap whatdid the man do? he asks she glares at him can’t say she sayswhy? isn’t it better to let it out? his pen stops he returns herstare she looks down at her hands I wet the bed she sayssuddenly and the woman was cross and the man hit me thepsychiatrist nods and writes often? he asks she looks at herhands how they grip each other the thin fingers wrestling eachother she shuts her eyes she thinks back the image of the manthere in front of her his hand raised his eyes grey and hard hepulled her hair he slapped her face and legs and her eyes flash

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