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A LOOK INSIDE TWO PATHS

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Published November 2018 (Written May 2018)

Two Paths

     “Why do you feel so strongly that Adhamh must return to work?  Why will you not consider teaching him?” I questioned, ignoring his request.

     “Because he is a servant,” Cormac responded, his voice filled with frustration.  “Why do you feel so strongly that he be treated better than any other servant in the household?”

     “Because he is the only child,” I replied immediately, “and he is alone in the world; no one should be alone in the world, Cormac…”

     He was silent for a few seconds before he responded, “he will be okay, Ellen.  In time, he will be fine…”

     I rolled onto my side with my back facing him.  “He should be comforted right now,” I said, “he could be taught so much – become something better.  We could help him – be his family – adopt him.”

     “You do not know what you are suggesting,” Cormac said, “it is your own baby making you feel this way; your motherly feelings are taking over your rational thought and now you want to make the entire world equal; it is not possible!”

     “It is possible,” I retorted, “you just choose to lord yourself over him – make him work from dawn to dusk, and cry alone at night without a mother’s affection or a father’s guidance.  It makes me so sad…”

     “You speak to me as if I am an unfeeling animal,” Cormac said bitterly, “it is unfair, Ellen.  I have been kind to the boy.  You judge me and ridicule me in such hurtful ways.”

"THE TREES ARE IN THEIR AUTUMN BEAUTY,
THE WOODLAND PATHS ARE DRY,
UNDER THE OCTOBER TWILIGHT THE WATER
MIRRORS A STILL SKY;
UPON THE BRIMMING WATER AMONG THE STONES
ARE NINE-AND-FIFTY SWANS."

W.B. Yeats

©2018 by J.G. MacLeod.