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Flavors and Colors
My mother liked dark chocolate and mint, my Aunt Martha also. Even though they didn’t like each other, they both liked dark choclate with bright white mint inside. Inside those slim little paper sleeves, with the black and gold or shiny emerald green. Should be a few lying stylishly on the silver tray in Grandmother’s dining room. I hope the elevator works. Always feel a bit like a caged bird in there, singing as I go higher until it comes to a clangy metal, abrupt stop and I have to fight the cranky gate.
Cherry Vanilla was another favorite of my mother’s. For ice cream. Does that still exist? What about peppermint ice cream, the pink kind. Is it amidst the rocky road and the cookie dough?
Who knew they were going to change the names of what I considered centuries old, unchanging colors? Who knew you were going to be able to buy a watercolor set without Alizarin Crimson? My grandchildren will probably not paint with Cerulean or Ultramarine Blue. They’ll be called something else.
Old World Blue and Medium Blue Straight Up, or something..
Claire
Claire is like Woody Allen in his earlier movies, where he constantly phones in to his answering service to tell them where he is now and where he’s going. Constantly checking in. Remember how comical that seemed?
Carlos
Carlos is not a talkative guy even though he speaks two languages. He waits for the right moment, sometimes with his hand nervously closing and opening. When the moment comes and he talks, people listen.
Sam
At times, Sam feels it’s best just to put up the hood and feel safer. She feels somehow more protected that way. Her mind can quiet down enough to hear the background sound beneath the bubbly chatter. She finds solace in the hum.
Cheryl
Cheryl works very responsibly and studies extensively. She has an eye towards the future and she is willing to delay gratification (like floating above time). However there are those nights sometimes after the long hectic week where she sits down and eats and entire pint of ice cream all by herself.
Javier
Javier is always thinking. Javier is always day dreaming. Sometimes as he’s walking down the busy sidewalk his eye will randomly land on something, a bruise on a knee, for instance. He will think, “Oh Yeah..” and soften a bit. Where he goes not even his best friend knows.
Gerald
Louise
Louise takes Piano lessons. It is so hot that she has accessorized her slip to make it look like a party dress for a picnic at a rich estate. She is young and pretty enough to pull this off. Besides, she has red hair.
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