Peter’s mom is the kind of mom you want to have when you’re laid up, sick at home. I mean, sick in your body, not sick in the head— although she might be a great comfort for those times as well. I’d love to find out.
Peter’s mom has eyes like big blue cornflowers, and curly tendrils that frame her face, like the sheet music cover of an old Stephen Foster tune.
I don’t know why Peter’s mom is so modest; it’s not because she’s churchy. She just prefers to wear long full dresses every day. “Life’s too short for pants!” —I heard her say that in the kitchen one time.
She’s crafty. Peter’s mom mills her own wheat every day and makes huge stirring pots of chocolate and peppermint tea. She’s got a knitting project and a loom project and a bikini she’s crocheting for someone’s little girl. See what I mean? She may be wearing long dresses, but she’d knit an orange tangerine bikini for you.
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