“This story came about because the balloon described in it drifted past my window at work.
Because a balloon floating five feet off the ground on a grey day in early October is so unlikely, my first thought was naturally that it was something horrible up to no good at all. It went away… eventually, after hanging around near a bus stop for far longer than seemed quite right. I don’t know what it was actually up to, but I’d like to thank the mystery balloon for the inspiration it provided.
The story was also an attempt to exorcise a vapour I developed about seven years ago– what if I become incapacitated while I’m the only parent on hand for my tender tot? I’m sorry to report that the exorcism has not really worked.”
Free Balloons for All Good Children
by Dirck de Lint
Tom gave the stroller a little nudge to turn Danny out of the sun. Danny responded by wriggling around under the straps to put himself as much in the sun as possible. Tom smiled at this, and found that he couldn’t really blame his son. The day was a little chilly for so late in May, and if he was enjoying the warmth of the sun it stood to reason that Danny would, too. He was very close to just putting the stroller back the way it had been. There was some uncertainty in his heart, though, about how far Danny could be trusted to look out for his own safety even now that he was above a year old. When, he wondered, did they stop staring right at the sun if given a chance? (Continue Reading…)