The White Lines
"Garry, what's this painting?" Asked little Ib.
"Oh! This one, the milk puzzle?" He says, pointing to it, Ib nods, "Well, it isn't really a painting.. It's a milk puzzle, do you know what that is?"
She shakes her head, looking at him, then back at the puzzle, "Why is it called that, Garry?"
"Well.. Milk puzzles are supposed to be really hard, but fun to do. Personally, I really don't think they're a lot of fun. Without a picture, it just seems pointless to me." Garry says, looking away from the puzzle for a moment, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"Hmm.. "
"What is it, Ib?" He asked.
"Well.. What if you color a little piece of it at a time, so it wouldn't be so hard?" Ib suggested.
"Sadly, it still would be difficult the first time you put it together, Ib."
"Okay..."
"Tell you what, when we get home, we'll get a milk puzzle and color it however you like, what do you say, squirt?" He asks as he runs a hand through his little sister's hair, playfully messing it up.
"Okay, big brother!" Is her happy reply, "I can't wait!"
Mrs. G, Ib is Elle, I didn't know if you would count off if you knew she was a computer game character.
Good feels when the blues and sad come rolling in Sis. :C *Huggles*