Winicker Hates Paris

Winicker Hates Paris — page 5
Grandma Balthazar pours coffee into her cup You’ll learn to love Paris You just need to give it a chance Grandma Balthazar dresses fancier in Paris Back home in Three Rivers she wore a pink sweatshirt that had a puffy white cat on the front In Paris Grandma Balthazar wears loose shirts and leggings She wears scarves and puts sunglasses on her head like a headband She says When in Rome But we aren’t in Rome We’re in Paris Everything is already different I don’t understand why her clothes need to be different too I push away my plate of waffles They smell good but I am protesting I did give it a chance I say It’s cold and rainy and I miss my friends Especially Roxanne who makes the best fluffernutter sandwich in the world I squeeze the heart-shaped Best Friends necklace I am wearing Roxanne gave it to me 8