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To love a thing means wanting it to live.
Some place names in the UK have been changed. Also please note that the flashback experiences are written based on what both my husband and I remember of those times and our interpretation of those events as seen from that age.
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He didn’t mean to be naughty, he just couldn’t control his feelings and vented them without thinking of the consequences. He would misbehave, get into trouble and, inevitably, his social worker would find out and he would be sent straight back to the children’s home. Ironically, even though the time spent at home was so hard – emotionally as well as physically – he spent the whole time he was away pining to go back. He built home up so much in his mind while he was away, imagining how it was going to be, setting himself up for disappointment and upset every time, but never getting to the point where he didn’t want to go home.
Billy had apparently been made a ward of the court so the local authority could do a better job of caring for him than his mother could. Ironically, the opposite was true. It was hard enough for any child to be taken into care, even when they were being rescued from bad parents, but, when the experience in care was far worse than what he would have endured if he had remained with his family, it was tragic and inexcusable. At seven, when other boys were playing cowboys and Indians and marbles, Billy was becoming accustomed to a life without love or protection.
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