Goings on of a Week

Tuesday, April 4, 2006


Kitts’ 20th – another kid reaching another milestone.


Monday evening, all the girls visited Plato’s Closet to find Rose a skirt for the spring, and then for sandwiches over The Philadelphia Story at the apartment. It had been a day of cold sunshine and good winds, and Collette spent a good deal of the late afternoon playing Frisbee with Frances and Linnea while Collette did a photo shoot with Rose on the roof.


Tuesday was even colder in the morning and Collette continued tutoring. It was not, so far, a terribly interesting week. But peaceful days were good. The most exciting news, aside from the great storm, was that Laurel Peach, Collette’s old stand partner for two years in YPCO (at the old Jewish synagogue music school in The Loop), was seriously dating a 28 year-old. He had two kids from a previous marriage and worked with Laurel’s mom in pharmaceuticals. Laurel, at 22, still had another four or five years remaining at the St. Louis College of Pharmacy. She was already four years in. And Collette wondered what would come about with it all. Out of the nine girls with whom she kept up correspondence, Laurel was one of the five still unmarried. Of course, two of those five were only fourteen and sixteen, (the former in Ukraine and the latter in Louisiana). And none of the nine, amazingly, were over the age of 22. But somehow that just seemed to be the general way of it with the group of people she presently knew.


And there was badminton again that week, as April had come, and running around and laughing and playing. Such was the spring. And the sun was cool and Collette and Linnea made Brazilian candies. And although the red bud blossoms had been canceled with the snow, the daffodils were blooming and some of the white blossomed trees had waited for the frost to pass, and were once again blooming. Green leaves were ever so slowly reappearing, but the robins had never even left over the winter, Collette thought.


And in the afternoon, Rose ate powdered sugar from a tea cup with a spoon while she did her math.

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