Floating Worlds (2009)
Floating Worlds
“The Krita Festival “Why did you wear that coat?” Illy said. “That color makes you look like a little old woman.”
Paula glared at her across the covered chair. “If you claw at me, I’ll get out and walk.”
Illy smirked. She wore pink and orange paint on her cheeks and forehead. Her eyes were like black moons. “You can’t. You don’t have the right clothes on.”
“I can do anything I damn well please.”
The chair swayed and tipped to one side. Paula grabbed the frame. Jingling with littl...e silver bells, Boltiko threw back the curtain and squeezed into the front bench of the chair, next to Paula. When she sat, the whole box sagged.
“I wouldn’t go out looking like that,” Illy said. “Not for help if I were dying.”
Boltiko squirmed herself comfortable on the seat. She looked down at Paula and patted her knee. The bells on her sleeve rang.MoreLess
Paula glared at her across the covered chair. “If you claw at me, I’ll get out and walk.”
Illy smirked. She wore pink and orange paint on her cheeks and forehead. Her eyes were like black moons. “You can’t. You don’t have the right clothes on.”
“I can do anything I damn well please.”
The chair swayed and tipped to one side. Paula grabbed the frame. Jingling with littl...e silver bells, Boltiko threw back the curtain and squeezed into the front bench of the chair, next to Paula. When she sat, the whole box sagged.
“I wouldn’t go out looking like that,” Illy said. “Not for help if I were dying.”
Boltiko squirmed herself comfortable on the seat. She looked down at Paula and patted her knee. The bells on her sleeve rang.MoreLess
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