Recover
Panicked thuds woke me
An early start
Without the holiday buzz
Confused muffles
Dressed
It is the first midnight I remember
Dragging my tired body to the car
Sleeping in my seatbelt
Uneasy
Something is wrong but my child brain does not understand
My sister is ill
We have travelled ten miles
Which is nothing
But in the eighties my family rarely left the estate
I think my sister is vomiting now
I can’t focus
My next view is the hospital
Lights bright
Fear, I think
A cat’s craddle of paperwork
Corridors
Then home
The day is quiet
Until hospital visiting time
We are led to the play area
The red foam slide
Or yellow tunnel
Or blue ball pen
I don’t remember
I just see her smile
She is well