A woman's Love

er home. Gudrun was sketching on a board that she was holding on her knee while Ursula worked on a piece of vi

ied, Ursula?" Ursula set down her stitching and raise

said. Depending

prised. She spent a whi

! In any case, don't you think you'd be in a better position tha

e began to c

dmitted. But I

r irritation growing. She w

think one needs the experie

ou think it needs t

Though possibly unpleasant, there will undoubtedly be some form of exp

onless as she t

ended as a result. Gudrun grabbed her rubber and started rubbing awa

"You wouldn't con

urned down a few

anything worthwhile? Gudrun b

lly nice guy," he said. I re

en't you tempted

wn to it, one isn't even tempted; if I were, I'd get married right now. I simp

to resist? exclaimed Gudrun. They exchanged glan

Gudrun has soft-skinned, soft-limbed, passive beauty. She was dressed in a dark-blue silky dress with emerald-green stockings and ruches of blue and green linen lace around the neck and sleeves. Ursula's sensitive expectancy was in stark contrast to her confident yet rese

"I was hoping for a man to come along," with an odd grimace t

, "So you came home

ere to appear, well-well," she cynically trailed off. She then gave Ursula a probing glance as if to question her. Doesn't it seem like you ge

n the bud, Urs

ng. There was a pause while each sister

" after another pause. But do you think

hint of resentment, Ursula thought about this. She had been a cl

e that. But truly picture it: picture any male you know greeting you at

"Yes." It's simply not doable. It

re kids, Ursula a

ome more i

sternly questioned. Ursula's face t

feels it is sti

tioned. "I feel absolutely nothin

esembled a mask as she regarded

them on the surface-not genuinely in their soul. Gudrun's f

en one considers oth

r sister anoth

ying, "Exactly," to

d going about her daily activities while always reflecting and attempting to grasp life in her own words. She had stopped doing anything active, yet something was happening in the shadows. If only she could get

, and delicacy of line, she found Gudrun to be infinitely charming. She also had a particular whimsical quali

you return home

ok a seat back from her sketch and peered at U

Ursula?" Many times, I have asked mys

eve that returning home was j

knowing glance that w

slightly dazed, feigned, and as if she

anner. "If one jumps over the edge, one must land somewhere,"

arted to smile m

ile grinning. She then ended the conversation

urned, how do you locat

cy pause. I find myself entirely out of i