Umber (19.28 — Vera’s Story)
April 9, 2012 § Leave a comment
I didn’t make any more scenes after that. I was ashamed for throwing such a fit, and for thinking mean thoughts about Grandma. In their rigid, undemonstrative way, I knew my family loved me. The incident was soon forgotten. But I still yearned for a little color in my life. I drew more maps, and thought about Picardy.