New Hands

G got up in the night and got in bed with me. I asked her if she'd been dreaming. She said "yes."

K: What about?
G: Getting new hands.
K: What?
G: I was dreaming about going to a store to get new hands; and arms; and feet.
K: Why?
G: Because I wanted new hands like Rylee.
K: What kind of hands does Rylee have?
G: Bright ones.
K: Hm, what does that mean?
G: I don't like my hands. I want bright ones like Rylee's. And yours.
K. (Pause). Do you know that you have brown hands? (Pause). I call them beautiful brown!
G: Yes. I don't like them. I want bright ones likek Rylee's. (Pause). What color hands does Memae have?
K: White. Well, she calls them olive.
G: And Auntie?
K: White.
G: I want hands like Rylee's.
K: :(