“Let go of my hand, it will be okay.”

Elizabeth held her arms out wide, as if to protect her little girl, but there were times in a life when they had to fly solo, and today was one of those days. It was such a long way to the ground, and one false move, her little daughter could fall.

She climbed each step like she was climbing Mount Everest. Every so often Lillith glanced back, and her mum gave the briefest of nods. She was right there, and nothing could hurt her. If she fell, then Elizabeth would be there to catch her.

Finally, at the top, she sat on the edge – this slide was like no other, and the highest one so far. Without even thinking she pushed with her legs and as usual, her mum was there to catch her.

She giggled, and ran, almost at once, back to the stairs of the slide.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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