Alone Again

My daughters don't stay very long for holidays. They have busy lives.

Marie left for the airport at 8 AM. I got her to pose for a couple of pictures outside. The first one did not have enough light so I had her stand behind her white rental car, using it as a reflector to add light to her face.

Charlie saw her go out the door but did not understand. Within 20 minutes he was looking for her. He stood outside her bedroom door, crying out in his squeaky voice that he uses when asking for something.