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Jane Nash: ‘Red patent leather shoes’

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The light of each moment escapes her eyes and drops like Swarovski\u2019s most delicate crystal tears upon the place beneath. The fairy hair of a three year old. She is blond from the summer sun, the northern hemisphere\u2019s winter not yet taken root.  This cherub plays hide and seek, gushing giggles in her wake, nose running in the excitement of small dogs and the colours of soft toys that she grasps. She bumbles her way around the garden dipping into the flowers and she surfaces smiling, pollen smears across her forehead, caught in wisps of that fairy-fine hair. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

From inside, facing out of the window, the shining one watches her granddaughter. Light grey hair mimics the blond as age dares to fly into the space of youth\u2019s newness. There are only a few moments where it\u2019s possible and now is the magic time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yesterday there was no traffic. A common place Sunday but today is the day when the truck comes by. One man, one truck and steel clamped arms which snatch at the waste hidden in green plastic bins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There is a small gate at the front of the garden, leading from the pavement to the front door.  The twisted fashioned iron leaves have been painted green, the roses, red and the fleur-de-lis are painted in gold, a gift from another grandchild during a boring summer\u2019s day whilst on holiday.  In the haste of getting the bin outside onto the pavement, the latch on the gate has not clicked to close.  A little gap invites a small child where gold paint sparkles in the sunlight.  A crown of light haloes the off balance cherub as she makes her way down the path, away from the colour-filled flower beds.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The steel arms speed down to grab a bin and the child gets closer to the pavement. The sun glints from the lucky coins hanging from the rear-view mirror in the front cab of the truck and the driver sees, out of the corner of his eye, a tiny form making its way to the bins. He looks for an adult in pursuit but there is no one coming and he notices the shine from the red patent leather on her tiny feet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

This sprite of the Celtic sun sees only rainbows and follows them regardless of the unknown and danger.  A moment of distraction has left her unattended and at the gate\u2019s open invitation, she is unaware of a man in a truck, of bins and a light beginning to intensify as she draws closer to them.  The man opens his window down and shouts \u201cHello! Is anyone responsible for this child? Hello?\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Grandma is inside the house, the water from the taps in the sink covering his voice. When she looks up she sees a dishevelled toy, reminiscent of the pink pig it was when her granddaughter was born and she is comforted, thinking that the child and the pig are rarely separated. Thinking that the little one is safe amongst the flowers, she goes back to washing up the lunch dishes, she moves away from the window to switch on the kettle. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man in the truck halts the steel arms and opens the door to return the toddler to the garden but as he descends from the front of the cab, a spear is launched and strikes at the heart of him. He cannot breathe. The pulse in his neck drops into his chest and a band is tightened to crushing. Blood on the pavement pools from his head and the red shoes stand in the red life force.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sees rainbows until she sees a light descend from the sky. She sees a spear of light coming from the sky until she sees terrible beauty. She has no reference for such a face and is charmed by its peacefulness. She has no fear. Awkwardly reaching forward over the man\u2019s chest, she grasps hold of the spear and steadies herself. Motionless, she watches him as he writhes and gasps. Dark beauty reaches out to cradle his head but the girl\u2019s little arms instinctively pushes her away.  Urgent footsteps race down the path stopping only in view of the vision which prepares to carry his soul from here to there. Grandmother watches her granddaughter repel the magnificence of wings wishing to enfold a screaming heart. The child doesn\u2019t realise but has the gift and a thousand years of shamanic song and drumming pours from her fingertips as she pulls out the spear and hands it back to the heavenly messenger who stands, stunned at not only the uninformed audacity but also a purity of heart and intent. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The older woman\u2019s light radiates from her eyes and she places her hands over his heart and watches the girl clumsily return the spear to its celestial owner.  There are rainbows until they see a light ascend to the sky and shoes are no longer smeared with the lifeblood of a man who cared enough to protect a fairy-haired three year old who had escaped from her grandmother\u2019s notice.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Angels are not beyond forming agreements and a pink pig is replaced that day through the palming of light by the smallest of shamens in red patent shoes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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