《Wake now in the fire.》Chapter 5. Uffington
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Chapter 5. Uffington
They sat together on a low wide stone wall under a stand
of elm trees. "What do see Vie?" Innis asked.
"A wide valley, empty fields and a lake." Vie said, not sure if
that was the right answer.
"Do you see the chalk horse cut into the side of the hills."
"I can." Vie said.
"I used to walk up here sometimes when I was a boy.
The morning mists would lie flat across the valley,
and from here, it looked like that horse was galloping over
the clouds."
"That must of been beautiful to see." Vie said.
"Did you grow up around here Mr. Page?"
"Call me Innis, Vie."
"Innis." Vie said.
Innis smiled and Vie was surprised by how much Finn looked
like his Father.
"Down there by that lake once stood a large country home.
The estate had its own Chapel and they employed
a Pastor - My Father. Our family lived in a manse on the property.
Just the three of us."
From where she was sitting Vie couldn't see anything of what
Innis had described. "What happened to it all?"
Innis didn't answer straight away.
"I hated my Father. He was the worst kind of self righteous,
holier than thou hypocrite . I think he believed he was destined
for a postion in the high Anglican church, but it wasn't to be,
so he took his frustrations out on my Mother and me.
He used to beat me black and blue."
Innis sighed.
"I was young then and I didn't understand how trapped in the
relationship my Mother was. I thought she was weak."
Vie didn't know what to say.
"One night when he was beating her, I took a kitchen knife
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and stabbed him in the shoulder. I don't know who yelled
the loudest, I didn't wait around - I ran away from home."
"You eventually came back though." Vie said
"I did." Innis said. " When I came back, I found the wealthy
family and their estate had fallen on hard times.
The Chapel was no longer being used and my parents
were long gone."
"Did you find out where they went?" Vie asked.
"Not for certain." Innis said.
"I bought the property. The house, the Chapel,the manse
the gardens, everything - and I had it all razed to the ground.
I let the folks from the local area come and take what ever
building materials they wanted. When the workmen were
clearing the overgrown gardens near the Chapel they found
some unmarked headstones."
"You parents?" Vie asked.
"I like to think they were amongst them. " Innis said.
"I had all the head stones removed and broken up."
Vie thought about that for a moment then stood up and looked
closely at the stones that made up the low wall they were
sitting on.
Innis laughed.
"I'm not rewriting my past Vie, I'm erasing it."
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Authors Note
This chapter is not finished. I will add to it in the next few weeks
Any feed back you care to give would be appreciated.
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