Thursday, February 28, 2013
Brian Williams reprises the crayon blue with grey polka dots this evening. Grasping the child's hand, she led him to the cloakroom and helped him with his raincoat and rubber boots. He was so obedient, so willing, and so uncomplaining always. His blue eyes looked enormous and trusting, and she explained that he would be leaving early today. She led him to the front doors where the long dark town car was waiting. The chauffeur came out, nodded, and she walked him to the vehicle. He looked back tearfully and waved, once. She smiled, heartbroken. The car swallowed him up and pulled away.
Brought to Life by Nance at 11:30 PM