Back at my parents', Mum was waiting with a muffin for me. 'Banana and pecan. I know it's the wrong colour but would you try it? Are you okay?' she asked. 'You look a bit …' 'Grand,' I said. 'It's just the clouds. When it's overcast like this, it does my head in.' A strange expression passed over her face. 'The sky is blue.' I took a look out of the window; the sky was blue. 'When did that happen?' 'It's been blue all morning.' But it didn't make things any better. I was still uneasy, just in a different way. The empty sky looked hard and cold and merciless. Couldn't they have put in some clouds to soften it up a bit?
Upon returning home, the narrator finds their mother waiting with a muffin, expressing concern about their appearance. The mother offers a banana and pecan muffin, acknowledging that its color might not be appealing but hopeful that it might cheer the narrator up. The narrator insists they are fine but admits to feeling unsettled because of the overcast weather. However, the mother points out that the sky is actually blue, which surprises the narrator.
Despite the revelation about the clear sky, the narrator's discomfort persists. They perceive the blue sky as harsh and unforgiving, longing for clouds to soften the starkness of the empty expanse. This reflects a deeper unease, suggesting that the narrator's emotional state is not solely dependent on the weather, highlighting a sense of inner turmoil that remains regardless of external circumstances.
