Time spent with Lucy

I went for a walk and came upon the ghost of Lucille Ball. She asked if she could walk along with me. I said yes. I say yes a lot.
We walked and she talked about what was on her mind. Like how she’s still really creative, even though she’s dead.
I suggested maybe she draw. Drawing is something you can do, and you don’t need a stage, or an audience. I said if she liked, I would get her some sheets of paper and a pack of colored pencils. She said she would like that.
We walked near a store. I went in and bought a pad of paper and a container of Crayola colored pencils. They’re really good. I came out and the ghost of Lucille Ball was still there, waiting for me.
We went to a nearby park and to a picnic table. I opened the pad and the Crayolas. She picked up a green pencil, but she dropped it. She tried picking it up again, but dropped it again. She wanted to give up.
I said it had probably been a long time since she tried to pick something up, and encouraged her to try again. After two more tries, she was able to grip it.
She drew an image of a dancing bear. She used other colors, for instance, blue and red. When she was done, she held it up to show me. I said it was good. She smiled and started to draw another picture.