QUIET TIME By Lisa Ehrlich
November 15, 2012 Short stories Tags: kids
I think I’m seven bor maybe I’m six and a half still. I know my birthday is January 6th, 2006. But I forgot which day is today. Mommy forgot to put a calendar in the room when she locked the door. Yesterday it was September 9th, 2012 when she locked the door. I remember because Mommy says I have a special brain. I have High-Flying Autism and no one remembers like I do. Not even Indigo bor Daddy bor Maple bor even Mommy.
Indigo wants to do a sleepover again. I’m so sick of him sleeping in my bed. He takes my blankies because his aren’t cold anymore. Mommy used to keep his blankies in the freezer and he would say “cold blankies!†and she would get new ones from the freezer and put the old ones back. His are little blankies that feel like sheets so they fit in the freezer. One time I tried to put my big blankies in the freezer to see if I like cold blankies too but my blankies were too big and the door wouldn’t go closed.
Yesterday Mr. Kenney tried to come into the room again. I think it was Mr. Kenney bor maybe someone else. Indigo put on his boxing gloves and helmet and hid in the secret hiding space. I put on my baseball helmet but not the karate gloves because Mommy told me it’s too hard to use a bat with karate gloves. Mommy locked the door super tight because Mr. Kenney bor whoever couldn’t open it up. After she locked the door it sounded like she moved the couch bor maybe a table but it was hard to listen because Indigo was crying so loud. Mommy was crying loud too.
Indigo spilled the rest of the Lucky Charms today. We ate all the marshmallows first. I pushed him because he grabbed all of the rainbows and he knows the rainbows are my favorite. He cried and I found him a Lightning McQueen bandaid. There wasn’t any blood but he still wanted a bandaid. Mommy told me that I’m the doctor and the cleaner and the boss. Indigo screamed that he wanted to be the boss and Mommy said that he’s the boss of all the toys. I started to cry and then Mommy whispered to me that I’m still the boss of all the racecars so I wasn’t sad anymore. I hope her booboo is better soon.
Yesterday we played dress up with my school clothes. Mommy forgot to put Indigo’s school clothes in the room so he wore mine and it was so funny because they were so big on him. We laughed so hard and then remembered that it was quiet time.
Mommy said we have to have quiet time all the time now. Maple’s not napping anymore because she’s with Daddy but we have to be quiet because Mr. Kenney could hear us and will want to come into the room. Mr. Kenney used to be nice. Last year for Halloween he dressed up as a scarecrow and took us on his big truck wagon trick-or-treating to all the houses on the street. We sat on benches in the wagon and I thought I was going to fall off but Mommy held me tight and it was so much fun. Indigo was laughing because his candy was hopping up and down in his pumpkin bag. Maple was just a tiny baby and Mommy held her tight and said “bumpety bumpety bump bump bump!â€. Yesterday Mr. Kenney didn’t look like a scarecrow but he didn’t look like Mr. Kenney. Mommy said Halloween isn’t until October and we were still deciding how to dress up. I told her I was going to be a baseball player either a Cardinal bor a Yankee bor a Dodger.
I’m going to be a Cardinal when I start baseball next week. Mommy took me to buy a bat and a helmet and a penis protector and spiky shoes and a new mitt. I wanted to use Daddy’s mitt when he was a little boy but Mommy said I needed a new one.
Indigo wanted to know if this was a school day. I told him I think it’s Thursday because Mommy takes Maple swimming on Thursdays and we don’t swim on Thursdays we swim on Sundays. Yesterday was Sunday when after swim Mommy gave Maple her nap and it was quiet time. Indigo wanted to watch in my room and I told him that he had to stay on the little bed not my bed. Jimmy Johnson was winning my race and Indigo wanted to watch Umi Zoomi and I told him that it’s my room and I’m the boss and he said that I was playing cars and not even watching TV so he’s the boss of the TV and Mommy came in to tell us it’s quiet time again and she closed the door. She had on the plastic gloves to pick up dog poop and I heard Mosley and Fearless barking outside.
I went into the kitchen to see if maybe Grandma was here and I heard Mommy screaming. The door was open and I couldn’t see where they were. I walked into Mommy’s room and heard Mommy screaming and the doggies barking and fighting. Sometimes at the dog park the doggies play so hard that people call the police because they think they’re fighting but really they’re just playing rough. Mommy says that me and Indigo are the same way. We play rough but we really love each other for real.
Yesterday Indigo almost hit me with my bat. I told him that I’m the boss of the bat and he said that he has to practice killing bears. I told him to make sure he has lots of space bor he can hit someone.
Mr. Kenney is trying to come in again. I was tired so Indigo and I hid together in the special hiding place. I opened a granola bar for him and he got chocolate all over the under part of the bed. After Mr. Kenney left I got the wipes because I’m the cleaner but I made Indigo clean it because I only like vanilla. Sometimes the wipes are tricky but Mommy opened them all up a little bit before she locked the room. We had so many wipes because Maple poops in her diaper all the time. It’s going to be so cute when she starts to use the potty like a big girl. Mommy said I’m going to be the best babysitter because I’m so good with babies.
Yesterday we pretended to play with Maple. I pretended that my Red Angry Bird was Maple and Indigo had the blue M&M pillow and we were the Daddy and the Grandpa. I was the Grandpa because I’m two years older and Indigo is only four and a half and his birthday is in February, 2008. We pretended to feed them Jell-O because babies don’t have teeth and Indigo gave them water. Mommy opened all the water bottles too a little bit because the twisty parts are tricky. He spilled a whole bottle and I told him that was wasting but it was fun anyway. I miss the doggies.
Mr. Kenney has two doggies and they’re so much smaller than Mosley and Fearless. He had a booboo yesterday and I was thinking maybe Mosley and Fearless bit him because in Mommy’s room they were all fighting and Mommy was screaming and trying to pull the doggies off of him. It looked like he was biting them back. Mr. Kenney looked mean but Mommy says everyone has bad days. I screamed at Mommy and she screamed back at me to go in my room and close the door. I was so scared and ran back to my room.
Indigo was napping on the little bed and got mad when I woke him up because I closed the door so loud. We heard Mommy scream again and a door closed loud again. Then it was Mommy screaming for a long time.
I put on Umi Zoomi for Indigo because he wanted to go out and see Mommy and I told him we’d get in trouble because her and Mr. Kenney were fighting and she said to stay in my room. He said that she didn’t tell him to stay in his room and I promised to give him my Jeff Gordon if he stayed. I went poop and had two races. Matt Kenseth won the first but in the second he came in third behind Dale Earnhardt and Tony Stewart won the second. Tony Stewart usually doesn’t win but I was a little scared and Tony Stewart was Daddy’s favorite and I missed Daddy.
After Indigo fell asleep I put on Quick Pitch to see who was winning in the National League West. The Dodgers were still behind San Francisco but were better than Arizona, San Diego and Colorado.
Mommy came into the room and she had a big booboo on her arm. She had blood bor ketchup all over and was super messy and was crying. I told her it’s ok and went to kiss her booboo and she screamed at me. She said that I couldn’t touch her because she has germies and she loves me and Indigo and we had to stay in our room right now. She asked if we needed anything and Indigo wanted pink milk and cold blankies. She said ok and closed my robot shades. She came back and was wearing new clothes and had a bandage over her booboo. I told her she looked like a mummy. Mummies are real. They are old and in Egypt and dead but they don’t walk around like Scooby Doo. Vampires are not real but vampire bats are real. Zombies are not real.
Mommy was trying to call the police all day and was crying a lot. She was watching TV a lot and was busy in the kitchen and the garage. I wanted to help but she told me that I had to stay and babysit Indigo in my room. She brought in all the games and we played Connect Four and Candy Land and Memory and puzzles and then I got bored. I peeked out of my room because the clock said 7:00 and I couldn’t remember if it was in the morning bor night. Mommy was really sick and had moved all the furniture around. I asked her where the doggies were and she said they were sick too. I asked if Grandma took Maple.
Mommy threw up in the sink and took a long time to feel better. I went back into my room and told Indigo that Mommy and the doggies are sick. He asked if I was sick too and I said I think so and coughed a little. I thought maybe I had a sniffle too.
Mommy came into my room and she was holding a gun. Indigo was so excited and wanted to hold it. Mommy told him that used to be Daddy’s gun and that it was too dangerous for kids to hold. She gave him a baseball bat and told me to get my bat. She said that if anyone tries to come into the room, we should hit home runs on their heads. Indigo thought that was so funny and cool.
Mommy plugged in a phone and showed me how to press the green button and then 9-1-1 and wait if someone talks. If no one is home, press the red button and put the phone back down until the beep. She said I should try all the time and if someone is home to tell them that we need help. She made me practice so many times but it was so easy.
Mommy filled my room with all sorts of stuff. Food and water and games and puzzles and books and toilet paper and wipes and cold blankies and soap and crayons and paper and Indigo’s clothes and blankets and pillows and flashlights and batteries and towels and garbage bags.
Mommy told us to stay in my room and not go through the secret passage to Indigo’s room to just stay in the room and the bathroom. And the closet. She said that Indigo has to do sleepovers every night now and he was so excited but I was a little bummed because I love my room.
She showed me how to use batteries and how to close the garbage bags but I forgot and Indigo and I decided to just put them in the bathtub and close the curtain. It’s really smelly but we spray the sunscreen and it makes it better.
Yesterday the toilet won’t flush anymore. And the sink won’t make water anymore. Mommy told us to take little sips and Indigo spilled a bunch so I told him that I’m the boss of the water too. He cried and wants to leave. He pushed the button for the robot shade and we decided to peek outside to see. The shade went up a little bit and someone was outside and dressed for Halloween so we decided that maybe it’s October. It was an old woman who was maybe some kid’s grandma because she walked old and when the shade went all the way up she looked at us and started to come to the window. She tripped on a rock and fell on her face and Indigo laughed for a second but then she got up and her face was all bloody. Indigo asked me if that was a costume and I told him I didn’t know. She came closer to the window and I yelled at Indigo to push the button again. He pushed it and the shade started to go down. At the bottom the old woman’s fingers got caught and were stuck.
We saw a magic show one time and the magician made his fingers disappear. The woman’s fingers stayed in between the shade and the window. She was banging on the shade but it’s a robot shade and super tough and Mommy told us that even a meteor couldn’t get through. The woman’s fingers kept bouncing like an inchworm. I cried because I knew they were real. Indigo watched the fingers bounce until they stopped.
The TV won’t work anymore. The channels change but the cable is broken. I tried to plug and unplug like Mommy does but it still didn’t work. I wonder who is leading in the National League West.
Mommy told us when we’re sad to have a quiet jumping party and do exercises. Indigo and I did our push-ups and sit-ups and forward rolls. Maple loves music and dancing. Mommy takes her to music class on Mondays. Before Mommy locked the door I asked her where Maple was. Mommy said that Maple was with Daddy. But Daddy is dead. And dead people can’t come back so I don’t know how Daddy came to get Maple.
Mommy says that we have to be careful with heads and faces because sometimes head booboos don’t get better and you don’t wake up. Only zombies wake up from being dead. And Mommy says zombies aren’t real.
Mommy took turns and wrapped me and Indigo in sheets and hugged us real tight. She said she had germies and couldn’t touch us skin to skin. She sang “burrito burrito burrito†and we laughed even though we were sad. She was really sick and coughing but had to hug us before she locked the door. She was crying and Indigo didn’t want to wait his turn so she hugged him first and then he didn’t want to let go so she hugged us both at the same time. She told us that we are fighters and need to be superheroes. Indigo told her that he was going to be a bear hunter and kill all the bears. She said that she loved us so much and had to lock the door and we were never allowed to open it until someone came in to open it for us. And if any scary people came in who didn’t use their words then we were supposed to fight with our bats and give head booboos. But if nice people came in using their words then it was ok and safe. Indigo cried for a long time and I did too.
After Mommy locked the door we heard BANG BANG BANG. The first two were quick and the last one was a little later. Mommy said we can watch TV. Eight is ok and nine is ok but ten is too loud.
Indigo is hungry and doesn’t want to eat any more chips and cereal. He wants more soda but it’s all gone. I told him he can have juice bor water bor applesauce but he says those things make him feel sick. He says he feels sick so maybe he can go see Mommy now because they both have germies. I told him that I’ll play Connect Four and that he can be the red and this time I’ll let him win. That made him happy. I’m going to be the best babysitter ever when I grow up.
Yesterday we heard furniture moving. There was a man outside the door saying “helloâ€. Indigo went into the hiding spot and I put on my gear. This time I put on my karate gloves because I had been practicing and I can swing really good even with my gloves on.
A man yelled to stand back from the door and I was already by the bed so I didn’t move. A loud BANG and the door flew open. A big man stood in the door holding a big gun. Indigo was peeking out from the special hiding place and asked me if that was Iron Man.
I asked the man where Mommy is. He said that Mommy sent him to come get us. He asked where’s my brother and I told Indigo to come out. Indigo crawled out and stood behind me. He had his boxing helmet and gloves on and grabbed his bat. The man smiled at us and asked if we were ready to leave the room. Indigo asked the man if we were going to fight the bad guys now. The man smiled again and said yes. He helped us pack some bags with clothes and blankies and food. He said his name is Brian and that we had a really special Mommy. I told him that I’m special too.
When we left the room I saw a piece of paper taped to the door. I asked him what it said because even though I can read I can’t really read everything. Brian pulled the paper down and said “My two sons are inside this room. They are alive. Camden and Indigo. Please help themâ€. I smiled because I love when Mommy writes me letters.
An amazing job. I was a bit put off at the start with it being written from a child’s perspective, but you managed to make it extremely engaging. Great job!
Comment by Mr_0norman on November 15, 2012 @ 2:22 pm
Great story, was in tears by the end! great work
Comment by Michelle on November 15, 2012 @ 2:41 pm
loved it. Really held my interest.
Comment by Paula on November 15, 2012 @ 4:44 pm
good story….entertaining
Comment by debbie muzzin on November 15, 2012 @ 7:12 pm
Great story!
Comment by John the Piper's Son on November 16, 2012 @ 12:13 am
So very well done ~ I would love to hear more about the adventures of these siblings growing up in the post Z world…..
Comment by JohnT on November 16, 2012 @ 9:58 am
Really well done. My youngest son is autistic and I could clearly hear the story in his voice. Also I loved the story keeping us on tenterhooks until the end and the plausible resolution. Well done.
Comment by T.J. McFadden on November 16, 2012 @ 11:59 am
Good job, very emotional, great writing!
Comment by Lee on November 16, 2012 @ 7:25 pm
As with everybody else, I was on the edge of my seat through the majority of this. Nicely done.
Comment by Terry on November 16, 2012 @ 11:02 pm
I don’t get the cold blanket part. At first I thought maybe Indigo was infected or it was one of those “from the zombie point of view” and the freezing blankets were to keep them fresh or something. Can you explain what that part was?
Really enjoyed the story. Thanks.
Comment by dfoos on November 17, 2012 @ 12:17 am
Dfoos-Cold blankies is something my son actually requests multiple times a day. I wanted the reader to understand the boys intimately,, their normal habits before the world ended. And also, what their mom would do for them, before and after death. Thanks for reading.
Comment by lisa on November 17, 2012 @ 9:20 am
I normally loathe kid stories in z-land, as a mom of three I normally dip out once I realize that a story has kiddos. Stuck to the end on this one and was glad of it! Good Job!
Comment by NEREIDA on November 17, 2012 @ 9:57 am
Great story.
I also did not get the cold blankie thing. I also did not get the “bor” this “bor” that. Is that how he said “or”? Can someone explain that?
Comment by Josh on November 18, 2012 @ 3:37 am
I’ve always been interested in children’s stories of the zombie war and this is one of my favourites. As some one else mentioned, i was a little put off by the child talk at the beginning of the story but soon found it helped to understand the characters and didn’t affect the flow of the story. Well done.
Comment by Peter on November 18, 2012 @ 4:49 am
Josh-Children with Autism often have speech delays. My son replaces “or” with “bor”. I wanted the perspective to be true to his voice.
Comment by lisa on November 18, 2012 @ 6:32 am
Nice, enjoyed it, wonder why the man went into the house though, a real relative or???
Comment by Jeaniest on November 18, 2012 @ 10:25 pm
Great story.
Comment by Gunldesnapper on November 19, 2012 @ 7:50 am
Lisa, I was eating lunch in a fast food joint and fortunately did not finsih the story until after I finished eating because I was so choked up at the end, I feared I may show it before running out. I have a 2 year old and 1 year old who are my world and it reminds me why being prepared for anything is so important. I do confess, when I saw that the fifth word in the story was “bor” I thought “Wow, how did that get by spell check?!” but alas, I realized where you were going with it. Good read, you put your heart into it I can tell.
Comment by Richard Gustafson on November 21, 2012 @ 2:34 pm
Richard, I did the same when I first read it. I assumed by about its 5th use it was a literary construct and not just a really badly programmed spell checker!
Comment by Pete Bevan on November 22, 2012 @ 3:19 am
Im really glad that the kids got saved.
To have me this involved meant this story worked and worked magnificently.
Comment by bong on November 22, 2012 @ 6:16 am
Great story. I am so glad they weren’t eaten. I was on the edge of my seat waiting to see what would happen. My little one is 4, and I got choked up reading this.
Comment by Linda on November 23, 2012 @ 1:53 pm
Excellent story, i have fostered a beautiful sibling group and the ending where a stranger comes and gives these kids a chance at life touched me.Good job!
Comment by phil on November 24, 2012 @ 3:08 pm
Thanks, i really enjoyed this, well done.
Comment by svw44 on December 2, 2012 @ 4:50 pm
Oh man, right in the feels…That was a fantastic story.
Comment by Phantompooper on December 10, 2012 @ 2:01 pm