The Invisible Woman
I'd just poured your juice. I'd just filled your plate with scrambled eggs and toast.
"Huh? I don't know." I know when Archie is teasing. He wasn't.
That's when I knew something must be up. I ran to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror expecting to see my reflection--crow's feet around my eyes, laugh lines around my mouth, a few stray hairs above my upper lip and under my chin. But... It wasn't that I didn't recognize myself. It was that there was nothing to identify. All I saw was the shower curtain. I'd become invisible.
The mysterious case of the disappearing woman...
Next Sunday evening...
Book Review: The Princess Dolls
written by Ellen Schwartz
illustrated by Mariko Ando
Set in 1942, two girls--one Jewish-Canadian and the other Japanese-Canadian--bond over their mutual admiration for Queen Elizabeth and Princess Margaret