Chapter 11

Lydia apologized to Nell.
My aunt made the mistake of using adult language.
“I’m sorry I invalidated your feelings.”
Nell stared.
“What?”
Fair.
Lydia tried again.
“You told me you didn’t like something, and I believed pictures instead of you.”
Nell understood.
“Why?”
Excellent question.
Lydia looked embarrassed.
“Because the pictures were pretty.”
Nell frowned.
“I can be pretty and sad.”
The room went silent.
There it was.
Four years old.
Whole problem solved.
Pretty and sad.
Smiling and afraid.
Well dressed and lonely.
A child in a beautiful ballroom can still want out.
Adults love visual shortcuts.
May you like
Nell had no patience for them.
Good.