Saturday, October 10, 2009

From "White Bowls in White Cupboards"


Sometimes, Teresa worried about becoming a big softie. One of those jumpy types who talked too quickly to remember what she’d said. One of Sarah’s friends was exactly like this. One time, when she’d been over to the house in Purchase, she took a liking to a candle Teresa had created. It smelled like a watermelon and had tiny “seeds” made out of licorice. This woman, Annie, said she had a friend who had a home store in Port Chester where she sold linens and candles and miniature books of quotations. Annie told Teresa she would bring her by one day with her watermelon candles, but the next time she came over, she didn’t mention it, and Teresa had been taught never to beg.

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