a time called tomorrow"Oh no, kid, don't let it take over again." Her eyes of oceanic evening held worry, but both Letty and Sylvia were soothed by the cool wind.a time called tomorrow5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"It's not... it's just that--" her pale voice faltered, and an exasperated sigh left her lungs.
"I know just how you feel... here. Oranges make everything easier." She had reached into the tree above them, withdrawing in her blackened glove a perfect orange.
Sylvia couldn't find the strength to smile, but took some of the thing when Letty offered it.
"I know it's such an open-ended statement," said Letty between deliciously tart orange slices, "but things will be beautiful. You'll be so much the better off for these troubles." She didn't know how she'd have reacted, if someone told her that after Papa...
Sylvia knew it to be true, but couldn't feel it... "All... All I feel is emptiness, and a need for it to be gone..."
"Gone, or filled?" Their eyes met.
Sylvia sighed. "I'm constantly trying to fill it, but I..." another sound of exasperatio