[That makes her blink, but she clears her throat, and smiles softly.] Maybe...people seem to like me well enough, but I hadn't realized you were talking about me. There seem to be...
[She nods softly, and moves to put another coffee packet into the machine. Then she put in water, and started it. Moving out of the room then to grab her drawing pad.
Coming back a few moments later, she places the pad down in front of him. The paper had raised bumps on it, and was a thick variety. The drawings had some heavy shadows, with lots of white spaces. Like a play between darkness and lightness she feels herself living in.
Then she turns toward the sink. Grabbing a scouring brush, she starts to work on the dinner pan. She knew a lot of the pieces by heart.]
The first one is of a little girl I saw chasing around a butterfly. She was quite cute, tiny, no more then 4 with baloney curls, and chubby cheeks. I saw her at the gardens, [She was the kind of child Karen hoped to have on her own someday.]
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[She nods softly, and moves to put another coffee packet into the machine. Then she put in water, and started it. Moving out of the room then to grab her drawing pad.
Coming back a few moments later, she places the pad down in front of him. The paper had raised bumps on it, and was a thick variety. The drawings had some heavy shadows, with lots of white spaces. Like a play between darkness and lightness she feels herself living in.
Then she turns toward the sink. Grabbing a scouring brush, she starts to work on the dinner pan. She knew a lot of the pieces by heart.]
The first one is of a little girl I saw chasing around a butterfly. She was quite cute, tiny, no more then 4 with baloney curls, and chubby cheeks. I saw her at the gardens, [She was the kind of child Karen hoped to have on her own someday.]