Round two

I felt myself engulfed in a bear hug of the kind I’d had all my life.

I told you I had every reason to be proud of your accomplishments.

Round two and I was still reeling from the KO Mark had just served. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to stay upright.

Thanks. I tried to deflect Mum’s praise. I couldn’t stand any more. But it’s those guys who should get the biggest rap.

Just as I said this Elizabeth looked in my direction and waved. All week I had waited for the next time I saw her but not now! Please not now! She made her way over.

I began to feel the familiar reddening of my cheeks.

Goodness, dear, you look a little flushed all of a sudden, maybe you haven’t fully recovered.

Hey, Will.

She hadn’t changed out of her costume. She was shining, like she had one of those spotlights on her as she walked through the crowd. She looked at Mum and introduced herself.

Hi. Mrs. Armstrong? I’m Elizabeth.

Mum looked at me inquiringly and smiled. I willed her to say nothing.

Elizabeth, I thought you were wonderful. Such a beautiful voice.

I needed out. Mum and Elizabeth were so bloody happy and laughing and proud and I continued to head farther and farther into a deep, dark space. I looked over at Brother Pat and found my escape.

Sorry, you guys. Got to go and pack up.

Mum beamed but Elizabeth looked confused and a little angry. Someone else to add to the list.