She was. Brilliant, had a real eye for design and colors. She worked in the costume shop of one of the main theatre companies in Davenport. Every Christmas she'd design a new outfit for the each of us. [Ginia glances down at her current coat, a grey wool peacoat. It's a little worn around the edge of the sleeves and there's a rip or two that's been carefully sewn up, but it's a nice coat.]

She... she made this one for me.