When Cindy was five, she finger
painted a pride of pink lions with Tempera paint. There were six lions in the pride. She knew then that the lions were
hunters. She knew they were ambush
killers. But she painted them pink.
And she gave them smiling faces.
She rediscovered the painting while packing
up after her divorce. She painted
another pink lion on the paper and gave it a smiling face.
She pinned the painting to her bedroom
wall.
Every morning, after pulling on her
clothes, she touched the seventh lion and set off for the day.
--Mitchell Hegman
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