Blue, Grey, and Magenta

"Papa?" an angelic voice sounded from behind him, "Are you writing about Mama again?"

Dr. Kramer turned to face the little boy who looked so much like his mother that it made Charles's heart ache.

"Yes, Tommy I am."

"Tell me again what she was like."

Dr. Kramer paused, a pregnant pause, similar to the one that had forever changed his life. Finally, he began a story, that once fully revealed, would show how people could change, and how love was the most powerful medicine.

"Well, Tommy, in a world where everything revolved around blue and grey, your mother was magenta..."