The doctors encouraged familiarity for calmness.
Mom had never seemed more at peace than when Alys was a girl and they curled together in her room, giggling over nonsense words. She’s thankful she saved Mom’s battered old Carroll book, her own Alice-Blue drapes and antique Sweetheart Mirror with its White Rabbit decal.
|Tea for Two.
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Mom shifts suddenly, says “Tea time!”
“Yes, Mom. It is.”
Their places are set.
Alys pours tea, holds out a saucer. Mom plucks the two pills, crunches them and says “I do enjoy these cakes.”
There are worst places, Alys supposes, for her mother to be than Wonderland.
This week’s entry for the 100 Word Challenge at Velvet Verbosity. The word was “whismy.” As I’ve recently had my brain sucked into Burton’s rendition of Alice in Wonderland, this is what came to mind.