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“And you need to recast your piece first. In wax. So you’ll need that too, right?”
“I almost have enough for that,” I explained. “But yes.”
“So there you go,” said Valerio. “You already have the latex mold, so pour yourself a new wax sculpture. Buff it, sand it, prep it for the next step. You can do all that from here, right?”
“Well, yes,” I admitted, impressed that he knew so much. I felt flattered that they’d obviously been paying attention. “But after that there’s a problem,” I went on. “I can’t use the foundry anymore.”
At those words, I watched Valerio and Kade’s gaze swivel in Brock’s direction. They waited on him expectantly.
“What if we told you wegotyou a foundry?” asked Brock. “One that’ll allow you to cast your final two pieces, rent-free. Cost of materials only.”
Now it was my turn to look absolutely astonished. “Wait…WHAT?”
“It’s a couple hours away though,” said Valerio. “Up in Toronto.”
“Toronto?”
“Yes,” said Brock. “Just over the Canadian border. Is your passport up to date?”
Toronto. Canada.My mind was spinning with the possibilities.
A foundry.
“Holy shit!”
Valerio chuckled. “Is that a yes then?”
“How did you… I mean… they’re going to let meusetheir equipment, their machines? You’re sure about that?”
“One-hundred percent,” Brock smiled satisfyingly. “Turns out the guy has a loose business relationship with my father, or at least with someone that knows him. They actually need some blue-stone and fascia work done at their building. We’re going to handle that for them when the spring weather rolls around.”
“So… trading labor?”
“Pretty much,” Brock replied. “Only you’re providing your own materials and doing most of your own labor.”
“Mostof?”
“Yes,” said Kade, stepping in. “We say most of, because you’re gonna haveus.”
I was completely speechless. Not just from the joy of knowing I’d get to finish my work, but from the level of thoughtfulness and detail that went into what they’d just gifted me. It was unbelievable. The most incredible thing anyone had ever done for me.
“We booked a hotel too,” said Brock. “A nice one near Cliffside, overlooking Lake Ontario. We figured you’d need three or four days,” he smiled, “so we booked most of the week.”
Christmas. In Toronto.
My heart was pounding out of my chest. My face so flush I thought I might burst.
With your three hot new boyfriends.
“Oh my God,” I exclaimed. Then louder: “Oh MY GOD!”
I ran over to them one by one, kissing each of them in turn. Throwing my arms around them and squeezing them until I could barely breathe.
“Is this really happening?” I asked tearfully.
“Yup.”
“When?” I couldn’t hide my excitement now. I was so thrilled, I was practically vibrating.
