MELITA
Paper lanterns made with gusto, but not a single modicum of talent, she set her sights on Amalia’s next set of directions. Making the Luxere. This would be another interval of skill for Clementine or her mother, both great women with attention to detail and finesse – while the wild Melita had brandished bows and stalked honeybees. As it was, the youth nodded her agreement to the baker, and then instantly had no idea what to do. Sewing? Stuffing? What was involved? Perhaps ignorance wasn’t the best notion to traverse along.So she sidled up to
You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun
Disappear into the sun