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- Author: Amber McBride
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Sun-Day Blues
The lady in blue holds up the dolls again. She asks me, Which one is better?
One has pants with edges like the corner of a wall—it must be painful to
wear something so stiff.
The doll’s face is pale with blue eyes. Behind its thin lips are straight
teeth like square pearls. The doll’s hair is bright blond, I want to touch it. I
want to touch the hair, but I am afraid it will be hot like the sun. The lady in
blue says, The sun is big and bright—if you stand in it too long, it can burn
you.
I have never seen the sun, but the lady in blue says, You will see the sun
soon.
The second doll wears a big dress made from squares of many colors. It
is as if the dress is not sure what color it should be, so it decides to be all
the colors. Like a rainbow. I have never seen a rainbow, but rainbow means
colors and that is what I think it must look like, but in the sky.
The second doll’s clothes are wrinkled and the paint on the doll’s
fingernails is chipped. The plastic face smiles too big and her slightly
yellow teeth remind me of what a sunrise must be like.
It’s true, I have never seen a sunrise, but the lady in blue says, You will
see the sunrise soon.
The lady in blue watches me study each doll, and her eyebrows pull
together. She wants me to pick the one with blue eyes. I know because we
have been doing this test for weeks. I know it has been weeks, because a
week is seven days long and I have had more than fourteen breakfast trays
since we started this test.
I don’t know if I can fail a test, but the little sigh the lady in blue does
when she puts the dolls back in their boxes sounds like failing. The lady in
blue always says, I am not disappointed. Which I guess is true, because she
also says she can’t feel anything.
I point at one of the dolls.
“And why, Inmate Eleven, do you like this doll?” The lady in blue
examines the patchwork dress of the doll I picked.
The lady in blue’s eyes look less blue today and more storm.
“I like her hair,” I say because the patchwork-dress doll has nice hair.
“You like it better than this hair.” The lady in blue tugs at her own
golden curls, holding what must be sunshine.
“I like that it is blue,” I say.
Blue like the ocean, which I have never seen.
Blue like the sky, which I have never seen.
Blue like my hair, which I can see when I look down.
“Blue is an odd color for hair, don’t you think?” The lady in blue lifts
her eyebrows.
“Maybe.”
There is the lady in blue and she has golden-sun hair. There are some
guards when I am bad and they also have golden-sun hair.
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