“And big windows… stained glass windows … no wait… see, in the ceiling like this” I sketch waxy cerulean shapes onto the back of a paper grocery bag. My cousin studies it, and selects a wild-strawberry crayon to help me color. “Yes,” I encourage her, “Oh, that’s perfect. There. The glass will show pictures of fairy tales.”
“Fairy tales?”
“All
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