Arthur Corunna's Story

Arthur Corunna's Story — page 5
the same ground Sometimes Mum would try to get Nan to talk One day I heard Nan shout You're always goin on about the past these days Gladys I'm sick of it It makes me sick in here she pointed to her chest My brain's no good Glad I can't member Mum gave up easily She's been like that all her life she said She'll never change When I was little I used to ask about my father but she wouldn't tell me anything In the end I gave up Who was your father I asked her I don't know she replied sadly Nan just said he was a white man who died when I was very smal I felt sad then I promised myself I would find out who her father was She had a right to know As a matter of fact Nan had let a few things drop recently ever since her brother Arthur had started to make regular visits He was keen to see more of Nan now they were both getting older And he was very fond of Mum Who is he I asked Mum when I found him parked in front of the TV one day with a huge meal on his lap You remember Arthur Nan's brother When you were little he visited us a couple of times I cast my mind back and suddenly recalled how he'd visited us ages ago when my father was still alive Suddenly 1 saw him as he had been so many years before very tall and dark with the biggest smile I'd ever seen Is he her only brother J asked Mum laughed The only one I know of He'sadarlingold bloke a real character Mum I said slowly you don't think he could tell us about the past About Nan I mean I think he could if we can get him to talk He tells some wonderful stories It took a while for me to get close to Arthur He loved Mum but he was wary of the rest of us He wasn't quite sure what to make of us and he wasn't quite sure what we made of him If he had known just how curious we were about him 13