Meet Sylvia*. When Sylvia was three she looked like the sweetest thing ever. So cute and charming, in fact, that she got away with pretty much anything. Like what you ask? Well, see Penny fly? Thats little Sylvia on the bottom pushing Penny on the swing.
All is well. But seconds later, little Sylvia grabbed Penny's meter long braids and watched as she fell flat on her back. Penny went running home crying in agony.
A few years later, Sylvia was on another swingset, swinging herself, when she tried to do a stunt, which failed, and sent her flying till she landed flat on her back. She, just like Penny, then went running home crying in agony. For the rest of her life, every time she fell on her back she thought of poor Penny.
"...when she was good she was very very good,
but when she was bad she was horrid...."
*Based on a true story. Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.
Sylvia and Penny were painted in watercolor on
2.75"x3.75" amalfi cotton rag paper.
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