Umber (46.3 — The Rodeo)
July 28, 2012 § Leave a comment
The photos were awfully quiet for several weeks after that. Occasionally I would hear Alice talking to someone, or I would hear a yawn, or a cough, or a brief shuffling sound. But mostly they were silent, and I couldn’t engage any of them in conversation. I was busy anyway. But I couldn’t stop wondering how their lives had played out. Did Vera ever get to France, or were her plans just a childhood dream that was smothered by the hard realities of her life?
So, after a few weeks, I came back to the photo of Oleander, the first one I had encountered, in which she stared with an incredulous expression at something I couldn’t see.