Umber (49.40 — Oleander’s Story)

September 16, 2012 § Leave a comment

That night as I lay in bed, I reviewed the events of the last two days.  On Friday, I had come home from school, made a Frieda paper doll, an Oleander paper doll and a pink cake, and I’d put them all into a manila envelope that I’d made to look like our house.  Then Saturday afternoon, Frieda came over in her party dress, in the same colors as the paper dress I’d made for the Frieda doll, and we’d had a tea party, with a cake that looked just like the one I had drawn.  Surely this was more than mere coincidence.

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