Chapter .41.

I sit on the back porch. It's something I gravitate towards now for some reason. I'm not doing anything. No painting. Just sitting and staring at the sky and the swaying clouds that pass overby. I turn at the sound of the opening door and see Sandra walk out, the familiar smile on her face. "Here Luna, I thought you would like some Hot coco." I nod and gratefully accept the warmth. Sandra stands next to me, her head raised as she takes in the sky with me. "What's so interesting about the clouds Luna?" I grow thoughtful over that. "I guess...I envy them." Sandra laughs at that and I smile. She sits down next to me, "You envy clouds?" "Don't you?" A doubtful expression grows on Sandra's face, "I don't know what the clouds have that I should envy." I look up, taking in the white forms. I don't know if I saw them as beautiful or not. Maybe they were scenic, but I always thought them hard to paint. "Floating along