It was between navy and silver violet. She had to decide which before she could proceed. Anne had no aptitude for design, but Christopher left it up to her. The only thing he requested was that she not replicate her mother’s home.
Anne wished her mother, Lucy, were there to help. She had an eye for decorating. Anne remembered when her parents moved to the house on Highland Street, how her mother chose fabrics and patterns with such confidence. Lucy liked traditional design. Anne knew she would disapprove of the silver violet. It would be so different from the hunter green and mahogany colors her mother selected for her own family room.
Different was what Christopher wanted though, and Anne wanted to please him.
But, did Anne like silver violet? She didn’t know. Sometimes Anne didn’t know her own mind.
Damn it. Anne always needed help making decisions. Growing up her mother was forever telling her to change her clothes, change her friends. She was usually right, although Anne still didn’t understand why her mother would sometimes slap her for her missteps. Anne could never hit Lily.
For Christ’s sake, she was forty-three years old. Why was it so difficult to make a decision for herself? Her seven-year-old daughter could say what color she preferred. Lily would prefer silver violet. She would be upset if Anne chose the navy.
Decision made. Silver violet.
I think Christopher would prefer the navy..and so would i. Lol. 🙂
LOL! You might be right. Maybe Anne prefers it too.
Navy is my black. Not that I expect ppl to give up their black but I wish ppl could know how it depresses me. I think like the brits…blk is for evening socials and funerals.
Maybe Anne can’t decide cuz she is indifferent. Wish I was less particular.