RRCA

Last week I had a story come out in the Ruidoso Regional Council of the Arts Newletter. Here is a copy of the story.

Katie's Picture
By
Zanna G. Dobbs


Katie's red crayon jerked as she stabbed the paper. A bright red house with bits of red crayon all over it appeared there. She couldn't believe Jan had taken her bottle to school and broken it. Mom knew how much Grandpa's train-shaped bottle meant to her. How could she let Jan take it for show and tell?
Katie reached for an orange crayon. The next house took shape under it, big bright and angry. Katie sniffed as she looked at the broken bottle. She quickly turned back to her picture a deep purple crayon in hand. The purple house was small and dark. The sky a soft gray, a dark cloud formed right over the red house. Big blue rain drops surrounded the small purple house.
She turned burning eyes towards the doorway. There stood Jan, her voice shaking as she said. "I'm sorry."
Katie felt like the large orange house she had drawn, big and angry, until she saw the tears on Jan's cheek. Katie held out her arms to Jan and hugged Jan tight.
Katie's eyes were red from crying when she once more spotted the picture. Grandpa had loved her pictures, but Katie knew he wouldn't have liked his one. Katie opened her almost new box of 128 crayons and reached for the barely used green one. She had put these away when Grandpa died. Now she knew he would want her to use them. A green lawn took shape in front of the red house. A green shade tree by the orange house. Green, Grandpa's favorite color. The green color flew across the paper in an arc. Quickly the other colors surrounded the green until a rainbow brought a ray of hope to the angry house and sad sky. Grandpa would have liked that picture.