The Secrets of Sunshine. Phaedra Patrick

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       With kind regards,

       Annie Rogerson (Mrs)

      The letter in Mitchell’s hands felt heavy with a lifetime of love, something he and Anita would never get to experience. An ache rose in his chest that she’d never write to him again. She wouldn’t get to read his own apologetic words and his throat tightened. ‘It’s a fine letter,’ he managed to say. ‘What should I do with it?’

      She shrugged at him. ‘It belongs to you now. You’re its keeper.’

      ‘I told you I have enough of them,’ he said and slipped it back with the others under the rubber band. ‘I am really busy.’

      She looked at him sadly. ‘You jumped into the water to help someone. I thought you’d be a nice guy. It’s up to you, but it would help me out immensely.’

      Mitchell thought of Anita again and shame bubbled inside him. She’d probably encourage him to do this. ‘This is only two days’ worth of letters, right?’ he confirmed. ‘More might arrive?’

      ‘I expect so.’

      ‘And you’d like me to read them all?’

      Susan fiddled with the fastening on her satchel. ‘Only if you want to.’

      Mitchell gave a small nod. ‘Well, okay then.’

      ‘See, I knew you’d be a good guy,’ she said. Bidding him goodbye, she grinned as she walked away.

      When Barry returned from his break, he stared at the letters in Mitchell’s hands. ‘Are you really going to read them?’

      Mitchell nodded. ‘I told Susan I’d do it.’

      ‘She wouldn’t know if you didn’t.’

      ‘I would know.’

      The two men resumed their positions next to the railings and began to examine the padlocks again.

      After a while, Mitchell picked up a lock and time stood still. It was gold, large and heart-shaped. ‘I think I’ve found it!’ he said to Barry excitedly. He read the words engraved into the metal.

      MY HEART IS ALWAYS YOURS.

      ‘What does it say?’ Barry asked.

      When Mitchell told him, his voice cracked but he couldn’t explain why. He ran a finger over the sharp ridges of the letters and read them over and over. It sounded stupid, but he felt the words could be meant for him.

      Barry handed him the rusty bolt cutters. ‘Here you go.’

      Mitchell didn’t take them. He had removed thousands of padlocks off the bridges of Upchester, but this one was different. ‘I can’t cut it off,’ he admitted eventually.

      ‘Why not?’ Barry demanded. ‘You got a cramp or something?’

      ‘No, I just think Yvette’s lock should stay on the bridge, where she wanted it to be. The message must mean something, and I don’t want the lock to be broken. Liza will want to see this, too.’

      Barry scoffed at him. ‘When you go back to hospital, you should get your head checked out, mate. That bump is doing weird things to your mind.’

      Mitchell touched the plaster above his ear. ‘I’ve got an appointment soon.’ When he stared at Yvette’s padlock again, he felt like wrapping his fingers around it to keep it safe.

      As he looked around him, at all the locks fastened to the bridge, he thought of how others saw them as love tokens. He tried to resist but couldn’t stop himself from glancing at a few padlocks and reading their words.

      TM. MARRY ME? PV

      TRISH AND PETE XXX

      WORD UP, FOREVER

      HONEYBEE LOVES WASP

      An unnerving picture flashed into his head, of a mountain of locks abandoned on a scrap heap with their messages rusting and flaking away. He found himself wondering if Honeybee might be a beekeeper. Were they a man or a woman? What kind of person called themselves Wasp?

      He reminded himself he was being paid to remove the locks, not consider the people who hung them there. However, as he reached out for Barry’s bolt cutters, his fingers were stiff and unresponsive. The locks had always been an irritant to him, just a way to earn a living, but now he wondered if his job cutting them off was like removing flowers from a grave. He thought about Annie’s letter and how her eyes met with Douglas’s on the bridge. Just as his own had done with Yvette’s.

       Get a grip. They’re only chunks of metal.

      Before he carried on working, Mitchell tried to call Liza to tell her he thought he’d found Yvette’s lock. When she didn’t pick up, he presumed she was busy at work and left her a brief message.

      He tried to get on with his job, but with each padlock that broke and fell to the pavement, his mood shifted lower. The stitches above his ear itched and Barry’s rusty cutters took double the time to cut through the lock shackles. He didn’t feel his usual sense of satisfaction.

      When 4.15 p.m. came, he’d had enough of work for the day. He wanted to see Poppy and try to catch Liza at Hinchward if she was working there. ‘I’m finishing now,’ he said, shoving the bolt cutters back into Barry’s toolbox.

      Barry stared at him. ‘You’re forty-five minutes early.’

      ‘It won’t make much difference.’

      Barry’s mouth fell open.

      Mitchell kicked his padlocks into a heap and stuck the batch of letters into his back pocket. He wished Barry a good date with Enid, and when he walked away from the locks on the pavement, a strange sense of attachment to them washed over him.

      As he made his way towards the school, Mitchell opened a few more of the envelopes and read snippets of the letters inside them along the way.

       Dear Man on the Bridge,

       My wife and I read about your courageous act, jumping from the bridge, and we both think you deserve a medal. We have two teenage sons and hope they grow up to be as helpful as you are. There are so few role models these days…

      He opened a very short one from an eight-year-old named Matthew, which started:

       Dear Sir,

       I am writing to you because you are very brave and because my mum says I have to learn my writing more because I need to write better or I can’t have a phone…

      Another came in a flowery envelope with a thank-you card inside.

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