Invisible

When I was in high school my sister lived in Spain.
My mother decided to take a "family vacation" to go see her.
She told me. You're staying home, You're no fun to be around.
I sat on my bedroom radiator and watched the skaters on the pond,
and drew pictures.
The family traveled and drank wine, visiting Dolores, my dads former secretary who was a judo expert.
The following December Dolores and her husband came to celebrate Christmas with us.
They brought gifts - pink sweatshirts for everyone
but me.