She came stepping out of my sketchbook, all casual and confident. Was she here to see me? “Hello,” I said. “Was there something you wanted to say to me?”
“What can I tell you?,” she replied. “Not a whole lot…. To be honest, I’m only here because Theresa was struggling with her own hoodie today…!”
“Sometimes it’s good to draw without a purpose. If only I could give purpose to drawings like this!”
