Picking up the small tube, she twisted the bottom until
the pretty color was all of the way out.
the pretty color was all of the way out.
She brought it up towards her face, hesitated,
and looking at herself in the mirror,
and looking at herself in the mirror,
smeared the color on both cheeks.
“Oh, Miss Opal,” the caregiver said coming into the room,
“that’s lipstick, dear.”
“that’s lipstick, dear.”
