I was disappointed. I loved drawing the magical objects in the museum’s collection, the kachina dolls and pharaoh’s crowns.It was my mother’s idea that I go to art school. She signed me up when she saw me doodling in the margins of my school notebooks. She made me the pink brocade shoulder bag that I use to carry my art supplies.When I got off the bus at our corner, I realized I could still catch the Saturday matinee with free popcorn at the Valentino Cinema on Avenue L. It was East of Eden, starring my heartthrob, James Dean. My mother and little brother Seymour weren’t home. They were at a science fair at Utrecht High School, where my brother had won some kind of prize. His revolting interest in the earthworms he dug up from the swampy marshes near our house had paid off.Maybe my father was home and would go to the movies with me. I loved going places with my handsome father. Women were always looking at him, and I wondered sometimes if they thought I was his date. When we’d go to the movies, he’d always buy two Hershey’s bars with almonds—but give me the almonds from his, because he knew how much I liked them.
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