(She) took my chartreuse plate. “You collect Russel Wright! Classic design and aren’t they fabulous colors?”
I said I did and yes, fabulous, which I thought more sophisticated than the truth: my brothers and I had chipped most of Mom’s everyday Wright dinner dishes and she finally relegated the rest to the cottage about 1963.
Johanna Lawrence Wheeler, The Chick Palace
Three Dilemmas, Two friends and One Deserted Tree House
during a simmering summer on Lake Allamuchy