|“I think,” he said, “that you are old enough and responsible enough to have one of my watercolors.”
Wow, I thought, he painted all those pictures? My watercolors looked nothing like his. His had mountains, trees, and houses. Mine were just colors swirled together. I wonder which one he’ll give me?
“So,” my grandfather continued, “which one would you like?”
Which one would I like? I get to choose? I looked at them more closely. There were so many!