THE BOY WHO LOVED BLUE

When Ryan, my second son, was small, I used to read to him. Some nights when I was too tired to read, I told him made-up stories. If he asked me to tell him the same story again, I knew it was good and would write it down. This story— The Boy Who Loved Blue—is based on him when during a brief period, he wore only blue tee shirts. He still loves cars and draws what he calls “concept cars.” Now 10, he still sleeps on his blue car bed with his blue blanket that is 10 years old, too. 25