Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Translucent Silver Hair (Page 15)

//Panel 3//
Twenty five years of marriage.
I ought to bring home some flowers…
Spring roses would be nice. Or perhaps hawthorn?
//Panel 7//
…Excuse me, miss…
//Panel 8//
Oh? Yes?

I just love the different views of the middle-aged Charles making his way through the marketplace: He's dapper, resolute, genteel, yet weary...The market bustles with activity, but one young girl sits by herself, sniffing some flowers.

Considering Edgar's previous hovering over his sister, I wonder how she could be sitting there all alone...what happened to the others...but at least this gives Marybel and Charles the chance to make (re)acquaintances.

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