Three people sit on wooden stools and carve glass at a brown wooden table. At the end of the table, a five-year old girl with short blonde hair bends over a red crayon and colors on a printed flower picture. She reminds me of Saturdays with Dad at the Art Palace in Chicago. It’s not really a pala...
Rylee cut and measured yards of fabric for a line of customers while Lisa replaced the cloth bolts on shelves. Festive white holiday lights hung from the outside windows and cast their glow into the dark evening of the long Thanksgiving holiday shopping weekend. After a busy day, both Sasha and I...