Umber (22)

May 22, 2012 § Leave a comment

A cold breeze blew through my living room window, scattering bits of ephemera from the pile on my living room floor.  I got up, closed the window, and picked up the scattered papers.  I nearly stepped on a photo of Vera in a white dress, standing in front of  a statue of Saint Agnes.  I sat down, pulled my blue and violet blanket around my shoulders, and said, “Vera, you look lovely.”



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