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Published by
Michael Cargill at Smashwords
Copyright 2012
Michael Cargill
Stories in this
compilation:
– There and
Back Again
– Down the
Rabbit Hole
John opened his
eyes and looked out of the window. His head was still groggy, so he
remained still and blinked his eyes a few times, happy to let the
sunlight slowly bring him back into the real world. Over on the
windowsill lay a pair of pliers that looked so old and rusted, that
he wouldn’t be surprised if his granddad had used them during the
war. World War II? World War I? Maybe even the Boer War for all
John knew.
Through the
window he could see the top of a building. Behind it there was
another building, and a bit further out into the distance there was
a grassy hill with a statue of some kind at its peak. People milled
around the statue: couples holding hands, kids rolling down the
slope, dog owners just out for a walk. A man playing the trombone
had a small audience standing around him, all of them clapping.
They were all too far away for John to be able see their faces in
any detail, but he could see that every soul up on that hill was
smiling, happy, and joyous. And why shouldn’t they be? It was a
lovely sunny Saturday, a perfect time to pop out to the local park
with your loved ones, and enjoy an iced tea on the hill.
