In
an instant, the young lad knew what had to be done to repair the situation. She
was on the verge of going completely berserk, and she had to be stopped at all
costs! Already, her mane of wild grey hair had started to fan out around her
head, she moaned deep in her throat, and she swung back and forth in a rhythmic
dance-like movement.
So, he took a deep breath, squared
his shoulders, and started humming his soothing lullaby. To others, it sounded
tuneless, a mere four-note progression that a newbie singer might be asked to
repeat endlessly. But to the entity that had started churning inside her, it
was a calming balm!
Once the sound of the lullaby
reached the unseen entity, she started slowing down her frenetic movements. He breathing
steadied, she was no longer in danger of hyper-ventilating. Gradually, her head
was still, and her hair no longer fanned out like a crazy halo. She sat down on
the ground, then drew up her legs close to her chest and was curled up in the
classic fetal position, thumb in her mouth, eyes closed!
The child stared down at her, then
reached out to caress her sweaty brow. His grandmother looked after him
completely on all days except two each month. On those two days, he had come to
realise, it was his turn to return the favour! (233 words)
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