Play Pretend Her favorite color is green. Ironic, as that is now the tinge of her skin.

The woman with the voice like a well-kept piece of 1965 Beatles vinyl Help! I need somebody to drag her off of this sobbing couch and back into reality. She wailed for hours when Harrison died. So odd, to see these tubes in your skin. The last tube we saw together came from a vacuum next to the bookcase with magazines with pictures of John Cusack on the front. I pretended it was a futuristic gun I had just watched Lassie Goes to War. How time flies, grandmother, like an X-34 Landspeeder across the carpet in your tiny apartment. So many things we would play pretend, and the works of Lucas were no exception Tinkertoy lightsabers were a must, and like Obi-Wan's, they were always green. Her favorite color was green.