The Trifecta prompt this week is to write a piece with the word ‘Crack’ in it. As usual we have to use the 3rd definition:
3a : a narrow break : fissure
b : a narrow opening – used figuratively in phrases like fall through the cracks to describe one that has been improperly or inadvertently ignored or left out
The crack was definitely getting bigger and the voices louder. I climbed out of bed, pulled on my dressing gown and walked over to the wall. Taking the tape measure from my pocket I measured it carefully, 19 cm long, 4.3 cm wide, a good 19mm wider than yesterday. I made a note in my small, black notebook. I bent down on one knee and looked through the gap, they were still there. I carefully counted them. Twenty five, three more had appeared overnight. I made a note. I knew they could see me. Every morning, when I did my checks, the voices would stop and they would all turn and stare at me. It won’t be long now before it starts. Once this gap is big enough they’ll all come tumbling across.
“Mr. Jones!What on earth are you doing! Goodness knows what Sister will say if she catches you. Come on now, let’s get you back into bed. What have you been up to? Looking at that crack in the plaster again? I told you yesterday, it’s all in hand, I’ve had a word with maintenance and they’ll be along any day to fill it, so stop worrying. Now, let me see, is it time for your medication.”
As she pushes the needle into my arm I look at her and realise that they’ve started to come through.