creative writing

Mother

The stone called to Lisa from her mother's bedroom as she sat in her living room. The call was physically deafening, she thought she was suffering another mental breakdown.

It must be a trick of the mind. She clasped her hands together in her lap and squirmed. She painted on a pretend smile and waited for her mother to return with the tea. The clock struck one and her mother walked through the door with teapot in hand. From memory she couldn't recall her mother looking so uncomfortable as she did at that moment. Lisa sat on the edge of her seat as her mother poured the tea into her cup.  Her mother shot her a filthy look.

"Are you in a  hurry?" She questioned her daughter.

"Not at all.  I just feel like my head is going to explode -  and I need a drink."

Her mother relaxed her face. All Lisa could think about was the stone. It belonged to her nan. She had loved her so very much. Lisa had been so upset when the stone went missing after her nan had died.

With no warning Lisa lept from her seat  like a tiger and raced upstairs to her mother's bedroom. She opened the door and walked in.

A small cage sat on her mother's writing desk.  It wasn't what was outside the cage that caught her eye, it was the stone inside it that did. It sat on three rings and sang to her.  She  reached forward as she edged towards it at a slow pace, mesmerised by the singing. It wasn't until she was pulled back by the old crow, she realised she had been followed.  Her mother tried to reach around her and close the door whilst pulling Lisa back. She pulled against her mum and rage filled Lisa. She grabbed at the first thing to hand.  Any observer would have thought the electrical  appliance to be mundane and useless in Lisa's escape, but rammed into her mother's eye socket, the table lamp proved to be a murder weapon that proved its worth. Her mother fell to the floor.

Lisa could not recall what happened between her mother falling and being aboard an ambulance carrying her off to a mental health facility.

Lisa knew for sure that a carrot had be dangled and she wanted it and would stop at nothing to get it.