"Nana do you have any idea if there's any paper in the house? I want to sketch a drawing of Anna." I asked. Nana looked up from the calf she was checking up on, a thoughtful look on her face.
It had been days since my meltdown and my drastic decision which led to my current hair style which Papa and Nana adored, I had spent most of my time with my horse and I was itching to get some sketches done.
Papa had traveled to California, I suspected it had something to do with my admission but I had no way of confirming since Nana was keeping mum about the whole issue.
"Hmmm....I think we have some left from your mother's art supplies. Check the attic, if you can't find any then I'll send someone to go into town to get them for you." She replied. I nodded and walked back to the house, going u
