I never knew HD. He just burst into my life one day unannounced. As the
door slammed I knew he was here to stay. "You've got no business here" I told him but he just smirked and sat down in the
big easy chair by the fire. As the flames roared in a burst of yellow and orange, I watched out of the corner of my eye to
see what he was going to do next. He just sat there, unknown, unannounced, as though he had been here in my house all
along, as though he was part of our family.
"Look, HD maybe you've got the wrong house, There's a really nice couple that lives down the street,
got your eyes, I could show you the way if you'd like".
"No, thanks, I'm staying for good, we go way back, besides it's nice to catch up with kinfolk".
So HD settled in and we had no say about this unwelcome guest
The other night I went dancing with Anger, she wore a red dress which twisted and swirled as she did
the two-step in her stiletto heels. She was really easy to dance with, but when it came time to leave, she didn't want to
go.
The music played on till 2 a.m. and I was tired so I left Anger there and went home alone, only to
find HD waiting up for me. I try to ignore him sometimes, pretend he isn't here in my house, playing with the kids and sharing
himself around, but his attitude remains one of indifference, it's like he doesn't care what we think, he just carries on
regardless.
I was busy cleaning up after lunch on Tuesday when there was a knock on the door and it was my old
friend's Joy and Compassion. They felt I'd been out of touch lately and came around to remind me we had a date on Friday for
coffee and a chat.
I was so pleased to see them and we laughed about the time we'd played soccer with the Autumn leaves
at Anzac Park, which was funny really, because it was a time of friends coming together to remember. When it was time for
them to go, I gave them a big hug and said I'd see them soon and as I showed them out I could see HD's shadow lurking behind
the kitchen door.
It was like that sometimes, you couldn't see him but you knew he was there. His tall, dark features
were hard to miss, and that foxy grin of his told tales of sneaking around.
He seemed to bring out the worst in me somehow. I'd try to be polite and make conversation but I never
invited him in so I would always put on a mask when he was around, it was the only way I could cope for a while.