I love taking walks along Canal-de-Lachine. It is not as raw as the St Lawrence but still has this balancing lull of dark water.
I was chewing a piece of bread which was okay since the broad walk was almost deserted except for a jogger here and there passing on without a glance.
I flung the crumbs into the water and watched them sink below. Maybe some fish looking for breakfast will thank me for it.
“Hey, Do you remember me?” someone asked.
I turned. It was the guy that helped me in the subway. The flashback made be cold.
“Yes.” I nodded. “Are you jogging or..” The guy was wearing dark sweats, white t-shirt and hanging unzipped hoodie.
“Parent fight again, you know.”
“No I don’t.” I thought but did not say anything. Maybe I am getting smarter.
“I saw you working in Loti, I study there sometimes, it is funny to watch everything for the balcony.”
“I am downstairs. Andrew serves freaks on top.”
He laughed. At least, the thing gets humor. “My dad does not allow me to get a job so I am head high in studying and books. Do you like school?”
“Sometimes.” I started walking back but the white nikes continued to walk alongside.
“I just finished Literature and Physics last week.”
“Cool. I am not really into books or poems.”
“I hate poems.”
“Me too. But I love songs.” This was a but too personal but the guy swallowed it elegantly.
“So you are into music?”
“No, I am not.” I said it sharply.
I stopped and looked at scene that played out in front of us. A woman with a covered stroller was pulling a hand of a six-year old girl.
She then left her go, turned around, and saying something, started walking briskly away.
The girl screamed loud, “Go, go, go” then ran up to the rail, climbed on top with one of her thin legs dangling above water and then slipped down.
This happened in an instant. I jerk to the rail, climb over and jump down seeing a girl's pink sweater under the water.
I heard someone’s jacket beating the air and realized the guy jumped too.The next instant I was under cold water seeing nothing but the black of my closed eyes.
I forced myself to open up and to my horror saw nothing but green water around me, moving arms in front of me and pulling back I dived deeper.
Everything was blurry and I needed air but then I saw something. It was hard for my poor eyes to see in this cold gray water but I pulling my numb arm in front grasp the pink form. It was a leg.
My body ached for air and using my last energy I pulled myself and the leg up. Someone gripped me by my sweater and jerked to the surface.