Bea and Blanche were Reverse Doppelgangers, photo negatives, opposites. Bea was always a HEY-THE-GLASS-IS-HALF-FULL-AND-IMA-GONNA-DRINK-IT-AFTER-WHICH-IMA-GONNA-DRINK-YOUR-GLASS-TOO! And Blanche was all, "Why should I bother to drink a glass that's half-empty? I'd rather just die of starvation anyway."
Anyway. For some reason I was talking about these sisters to Kathy this morning on our walk, and I told her about Blanche's reaction when she met Philip (who was a newborn) for the first time. She looked at him and said, "They come into this world and they go out of this world." Then she shuffled off to Buffalo. Wearing a robe. Because that's the main thing I remember about this conversation. She was sitting in TRQ's living room wearing a robe even though it was the middle of the day and she didn't live at our house.
Why was she wearing a robe?
Isn't life mysterious?
3 comments:
There needs to be a novel with these people in it. And you need to write that novel. I am not being the least bit fanciful. You need to write that novel.
Buffalo must be just brimming with old folk, don't you think?
Love this post. Blanche in a robe is a very vivid image.
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