The Lamb

by Lucy Rose

Nature was beautiful. But we did such a good job of making it ugly.

‘What people don’t know, Little One, is that the most dreadful things happen out in the open while the sun shines bright up in the sky and no one can do a thing about it. Those who watch don’t care and pretend they don’t see. They burrow and forget.’

The absence of love had spoilt something in their souls and mine. Our love was rotten, but still looking for the burning it craved; for anything to revive the embers that had gone out long ago.

Children received adults’ words in the smallest portions. The adults left pieces out in the fray; the pieces they thought we didn’t handle well. But those left-out pieces were the ones we needed the most.

I think we all deserve a small piece of happy. Life’s hard enough.’

You can have too much nice food and too much good music. Sometimes you just need nothing.’