Love Me Like a Song(2)

She Talks To Angels: Part Two

Tory remembers very well the day she first heard the voices.
Her mother was on the phone. “Mamma, who was that lady?”
“What lady?”
“The lady that said “that Daddy is a drunk.”
Her mother frowned. “Who told you that?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. The lady on the phone. Who was she?”
“It was Peggy from work. And she never said that. Where did you hear that?”
Tory shrugged again and began to look at the floor. She knew she had done something wrong, but for the life of her, she had no idea what it was.

Her mother was getting angry and it always scared Tory to see her like that. She never knew what she would do when she was angry. She once locked Tory out of the house and wouldn’t let her back in. She cried and beat on the door while her mother looked out the window and laughed at her. Finally she fell into a heap on the porch and sobbed.

Then she heard a sweet calming voice say, “Tory, it’s okay. I’m here. You’re not alone.” Tory never questioned the voice or where it came from. All she knew is it made her feel better. She fell asleep in front of the door until her father came home. He picked her up and carried her to her bed. There was never any explanation or apology. Things were the way they were, and that was that. It was part of Tory’s world and it was normal for her. She never told anyone about what went on in her world. What was the point? It would only make them angry and that would make the pain worse. It was best to hide in the background and become as invisible as possible.

(to be continued....)