Galt Avenue

“I was afraid of everything. My mother was always warning me about the world out there. I had to stay close to home. Sandra was also warned but her reaction was different. There are men out there who will do terrible things to a little girl, my mother would say. Sandra would smile. Will we have fun? she would reply. I wanted to ask. What terrible things. Because I had quite an imagination and could imagine being pushed into an oven and made into a nice pie.”
Born in the city. Back lanes. Crowded streets. Laughter and screams on Saturday night. Church Sunday morning. Sirens during the week. We just got the hang of it and now we had to move to the suburbs.