Little Women Graphic Novels & Stories

Nicole. “Heidi…” my heart softened as I dropped to my knees beside her. “I’m gonna put them back, I promise. I just wanted mum to stay here for a while.” One of her drawings rested ont he table too, almost covered by mum’s scarf. I pulled it from under there. It wasn’t the best picture but I could tell it was two older women with a child in between them. One of the women’s hair was done with a yellow pencil while the other was black, the child had tiny dots around her head to imitate hair, but what they all had in common was the yellow circles hovering over their heads and the triangle wings.

Both sides of the room were covered with shelves and they were all filled to the brim with books. But the wall straight opposite to the door was fully empty except for a huge piece of a painting of the mansion with a sunset in the background. The mansion was actually small compared to the background sky. And from the looks of it, it was probably painted by Sindhu. It was not a realistic painting. It was slightly abstracted. And like the ones in her apartment, the whole painting was done with reddish-yellow shades and blacks peeping here and there. "That's Sindhu's handiwork, isn't it???" Gautham asked out loud. But the question was actually rhetoric.

I asked, brushing her hair back. “I drew a rainbow with Miss Clara! And look...” She fished a folded paper out of her backpack, proud eyes shining. The rainbow arched in uneven strokes, each band of color wobbling across the page. But right beneath it, she had drawn two stick figures. One tall, one small, their hands joined. “That’s us,” Sophie said, beaming. My throat tightened. “It’s perfect,” I whispered, kissing her cheek.

I clicked back to the messages to reply. Rebbeca: That’s a very special number, happy birthday little girl. Me: “tank you very much you have pwetty picture” Rebbeca: “Thank you, baby girl, I like the sloth picture. is that your favorite animal?” Me: “Wes, he’s the best, he can sleep all day and not move” Rebbeca: “Are you in school little girl?” Me: “Wes, I a senior” Rebbeca: “Really what a smart girl”

This time, I didn't chase him, didn't clutch at his sleeve, didn't sob and beg him to stay. I just stood there, staring after him, until his footsteps grew fainter. The sting in my nose began to spread, sharp, hot, and unrelenting. The photos had only just been developed, and already they lay in shreds. But the face on them was already carved into my memory. So this was Winnie Leigh. She was beautiful. I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep from breaking into sobs, but the tears spilled anyway, rolling down my hand like beads from a broken necklace.

Except the star was no longer red. Instead of the familiar five-pointed symbol, the upper right corner of his laminated card bore a sooty design that looked like a tiny sea-star with spiky arms. It was slightly bulging, standing off the laminated cardboard, and as Svetlana looked, it seemed to twitch. She quickly thrust the card back at the man and pulled Andrei out of the canteen. ***

I answered every one, and somewhere in the middle of it I stopped narrating things for a partner and started actually teaching, the way I used to explain things to my mother's newer guys, except this felt different, sharper, like it mattered more whether he actually understood. He sketched while I talked, fast, rough lines that got less rough the more I corrected him, until his notebook page looked less like a mess and more like something we could actually use. Real numbers. Real spacing. Not the sanitized version from a textbook. "This is good," I said, looking over his shoulder at the drawing. "This is the wall detail. Real one, not the phase-two version I made up for the crit." "You made

Sophia didn't understand that at all, she was just a country girl who was far from modern. "Sophia, why are you so quiet? Are you tired of joining us?" Rachel asked. “No, it's just that I don't understand what you guys are talking about.” Sophia rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment. This caused a question mark reaction in the girls. They wondered if Sophia was so innocent or stupid? Judging from her appearance, Sophia looked like a rich kid. When Sophia entered the classroom, the three of them immediately noticed Sophia's appearance. They knew that the bag and shoes Sophia was wearing were branded items that rarely circulated in the market, aka limited edition!

Fabian was slightly stunned but he understood her intention from her beautiful, huge eyes. “Is this for me?” Fabian asked gently. Lillian blinked her huge eyes and nodded gently. Fabian took the card happily and carefully opened it. Within it was a drawing. The drawing depicted a tall boy and a small girl, clearly him and Lillian. Lillian’s drawing was very childlike; the contour of the persons was also childishly drawn, and even the colors used were not anything refined.

'A one hundred million worth Lopez case. I saw a familiar girl on the paper. The photo was black and white but I'm sure I knew this girl. I read every single word on the report. I'm sure as hell that this young Lopez girl is my best friend, Cindy! My hands were shaking after reading the 3 pages report of Lopez case. "C-can I have more reports of this Lopez case?" I softly asked. I was like someone pulled out all of my strength. Sphinx looked at Phoenix before walking towards me.