by Kit Pearson
“Why didn’t you give the watch back?” Patricia couldn’t help asking.
“I meant to. I meant to keep it hidden for just a few days. It gave me a feeling of power over Mother— I wanted to make her suffer. And then I was going to return it in triumph and she’d be so grateful she’d never yell at me again,” said Ruth dryly. Her face flushed. “But I kept putting it off. I was very bitter in those days. In many ways I had a right to be—but not that much. Then a friend from school asked me to stay with her on another lake. All the two weeks I was away I felt terrible and I swore I’d return the watch the minute I got back. But when I returned—oh, Patricia!—Father had put down linoleum. The watch was sealed underneath and I couldn’t—I just couldn’t —ask them to pull up the floor. Then I would have had to confess and be even more in their black books. It was cowardly and I’ve never forgiven myself for it.”
Patricia could see how difficult it would have been to tell. But she was relieved that Ruth hadn’t meant to keep the watch from her mother forever.
“We can give it to her now,” she said softly.
“Yes, we can!” agreed Ruth. “She’ll be so excited! Did you know it belonged to her first fiancé? She cared for it a great deal.”
“When Nan was here she said some things that were quite … awful,” said Patricia slowly, peering at her mother to see her reaction. “She might be really mad I kept the watch all this time.”
“I kept it from her much longer! Yes, Mother can be fierce. She’s had a disappointing life in many ways and sometimes her anger about it erupts. But I guess at some point we have to forgive our parents.” She smiled ruefully at her daughter. “Even if they don’t deserve it. Mother and I have become so used to not getting along that it’s become a bad habit. But maybe this will change things. Maybe now she’ll forgive me. It’s not necessary to say where the watch has been all these years, as long as we give it back. We’ll tell your Nan—we’ll tell everyone—you’ve just found the watch under a rock or something. It will be our own guilty secret, all right?”
Patricia grinned with relief. “All right.” She recalled Nan suggesting that she and Patricia begin again. Perhaps all three of them could make a fresh start. Sometimes it might be best to forget the past. Or at least accept it, and then keep on going.
And she would never completely forget the special secret feeling of being in that time. She picked up the watch and swung it back and forth. “It doesn’t work,” she said wistfully. “I keep trying to wind it, but it’s broken.”
Ruth laughed. “You’d hardly expect it to work after lying under a floor for thirty-five years! Mother won’t care, she’ll be so overjoyed to have it at all. Did you read the inscription?” They bent over the watch together.
“Here you are!” Kelly and Trevor and Maggie burst through the door. “We bought you some comics, Patricia,” said Kelly. “Why don’t we go to the fort? Then we can go swimming and try out Bruce’s new snorkel and then we’ll fix the raft. You still have a few days. Let’s not waste them!”
“Go on,” smiled Ruth. “I’ll wait for Ginnie and show her the watch.”
AFTER ALL THE RAIN the path was so muddy that Patricia had to straddle it on the hilly parts, gripping the bank on each side with her toes to keep from slipping.
She descended the steps to the beach, pulled the canoe into the water and steered it into the path of the setting sun. The water broke in little waves against the sides. Resting the paddle, she let the boat drift and waited to hear the loon. Above her, the trees were black shadows against the dim sky. Her family’s voices drifted down from the cottage; they were all inside, but Patricia had come out alone to say goodbye to the lake.
She didn’t want to leave tomorrow. The thought of going to England was exciting but scary. Even though she and Ruth were now friends, it would take a while to get used to each other’s real selves.
And Ruth was still her mother. Yesterday Patricia had seethed with irritation after hearing all morning about the countless fussy preparations for their trip. Then she remembered how Ruth needed to feel in control. She surprised herself by saying to her mother in a teasing voice, “Relax, Mum. We’ll get to London somehow, even if everything isn’t done perfectly.”
Patricia wondered where she would be next summer. She might come here again … or she might not. Nothing was certain but the calm water around her and the tremulous bird call she finally heard.
Then she saw the loon for the first time. It glided ahead of her, peering around warily with its dark, straight-beaked head, its broad back half-submerged. It sank into the water and disappeared.
For an instant Patricia didn’t know what time she was in. The lake and the loon’s cry were out of time. They had been there before the Indians came, part of one endless summer that extended infinitely into the past and the future.
Then time settled into the present and Patricia paddled towards the shore.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Many thanks to Philippa Pearce and Oxford University Press for permission to use the lines from Tom’s Midnight Garden (1958); and to my editor, David Kilgour, who helped me discover what I really meant.
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