Apr 6, 2018
BEATRICE SAT LOUNGING comfortably in the family’s flowering backyard, reading an old play that she once starred in, written by someone who once meant quite a lot to her. Violet & Bertrand were busy tinkering with something, Klaus had run inside to find a book of his own so that he might join his mother under the shade of the large tree she’d parked herself under.
When she heard her son coming from inside, Beatrice marked her page, set her book down & made room on the large day bed for him, smiling as he came up to join her with a rather large book.
“ Which one have you picked today, my love ? ”
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