{"id":3592,"date":"2023-06-16T12:18:34","date_gmt":"2023-06-16T02:18:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mountainashchapter.com.au\/?p=3592"},"modified":"2023-06-16T12:18:34","modified_gmt":"2023-06-16T02:18:34","slug":"spare-change","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mountainashchapter.com.au\/?p=3592","title":{"rendered":"Spare Change"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">Mrs Morris was incredibly kind to Alex and his mother; she didn\u2019t deserve this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018I\u2019ll pay you back one day, Mrs Morris,\u2019 Alex whispered as he crawled through the window.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">He hadn\u2019t planned to steal the ring; it happened that way. Mrs Morris had her jewelry box on the kitchen bench and when Alex spotted the ring, he knew what he needed to do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">His mother spent all their money at the bottle shop down the street.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">She liked to call it \u2018booze\u2019. Alex didn\u2019t know what the proper term was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">He couldn\u2019t read the labels; he could tell the familiar shape of the bottle wrapped up in a brown paper bag though. And he always knew what happened after she started drinking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">Each time she left home with her purse, he begged her to bring home some food. \u2018Sure thing, hun,\u2019 she said over her shoulder. The food rarely arrived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">Now that he had the ring, he had to trade it. Despite its beauty, it could not be used to pay for food at the supermarket in town. The only person who would do \u2018business\u2019 with an eleven-year-old boy, was a sinister-looking character he\u2019d seen hanging around Bolton Road. Mrs Morris had called him Eddie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018You stay away from that one, Alex,\u2019 she said when she spotted Eddie coming towards them from Bolton Road. Eddie caught Alex staring at him and ran a finger from one side of his throat to the other. Alex shivered and trotted quickly after Mrs Morris.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">That was a week ago. Alex stood nervously at the corner of Bolton Rd and Anderson St and glanced cautiously around the corner. Eddie stood with another man and he peered up and caught Alex\u2019s gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018Don\u2019t be shy, mate,\u2019 he laughed heartily and beckoned Alex to come towards him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018I\u2019ve got no choice Mrs Morris,\u2019 He kicked and the ground and made his way to Eddie and his friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">The transaction was completed quickly, with Eddie\u2019s eyes glancing over his shoulder every few minutes. Alex knew Eddie had given him a fraction of the ring\u2019s true value. He wasn\u2019t in a position to argue or resist. When it was done, he ran down Bolton Road and out onto Main Street as fast as he could.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">He kept running until he reached the front door of the bakery. His lungs were heaving from the effort and he was feeling dizzy. A body starved of food on a regular basis was not meant to endure this burst of energy. He pushed his way past the people queuing inside the bakery.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018A loaf of bread and two meat pies, please!\u2019 he called over the counter towards Bill Patterson, the proprietor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018Have you got any money today, Alex?\u2019 he asked with concern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">Alex waved the five-dollar bill towards him. \u2018Oh yes, Mr Patterson.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">Mr Patterson smiled sympathetically. \u2018Good boy. Wait your turn son. I\u2019ll be right with you.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">The waiting was a new kind of torture for Alex. A batch of blueberry muffins were extracted from the oven and the scent filled the little shop. Alex\u2019s stomach protested again. There was nothing he could do except wait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">He plonked himself on the closest bench outside the bakery and started gorging on the hot meat pies. How long had it been since he\u2019d last eaten; two days, maybe three?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">His tongue burned as the hot meat and pasty passed his lips. It was a small price to pay, to satisfy his empty stomach. With the loaf of bread in his hand and the change in the other, he headed towards home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">His mother would not be awake for hours yet. He knew the patterns, as well as knew her foul moods when she woke with a hangover. He had to get home before she woke to hide the rest of the money.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">As he walked in the door, his eyes searched the room frantically. His breathing quickened as he began to panic. There was nowhere safe to hide the rest of the money!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-sitetext-color has-sitebg-background-color has-text-color has-background wp-block-paragraph\">The meat pies that had been satisfying earlier, threatened a hasty exit, the same way they had gone in! He turned into the laundry and his eyes locked onto the hole in the plaster above the laundry sink. He knew the hole was home to several spiders. He stood at the farthest corner of the laundry trough, every time he had to wash his clothes. He shivered again. Alex hated spiders. No, it was worse than that. Spiders terrified him. They filled his dreams on washing day and for the next few nights. 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