“I knew Sarah would win. She’s always lucky! I never win anything!”
Grandma watered her plants, seemingly oblivious to what I’d said.
“Green is such a beautiful colour and so restful on the eye,” she mused. “And, of course, it symbolises nature.”
Grandma was in a world of her own again.
“I’ve never understood why it’s associated with envy,” she continued. ” ‘Green with envy’ makes no sense. Envy is to feel discontented or resentful. Longing for someone else’s possessions… or luck.”
She smiled. “Don’t let envy consume you, my love. Be thankful for what you have.”
Grandma is so wise.