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“You should takesome pictures of your own,” Robin said, eyeing Nina over herdrink.
“I can’t even take a good picture with my phone,” Ninasaid.
They were at Cedar Local, an expensive bar in the financial district, celebrating Friday night and the first time they’d all been able to get together in weeks. Nina had groaned at the prospect of going all the way down to FiDi just for drinks, but Karen insisted she needed some Wall Street man candy, a sentiment to which Amy objected, noting that there was plenty of gorgeous Wall Street woman candy, citing herself as ExhibitA.
“Take a class.” Amy looked at Moni. “Have Moni teachyou.”
Moni shook her head. “I’m not aphotographer.”
“But you could tell her if her pictures were good,” Karen said. “And if they weren’t, you could tell herwhy.”
Nina laughed. “Why the sudden plot to make me aphotographer?”
“You just seem into it,” Robinsaid.
They were talking about her trips to the park and the Post-It notes to the mystery photographer, none of which had resulted in a phone call in the two weeks since Nina started leavingthem.
“I just like the pictures,” Nina said. “If anything, that puts me more in Moni’s category than aphotographer.”
Moni lifted her glass to her lips. “Except I did actually try takingpictures.”
“What? How come you never told me that?” Ninaasked.
Moni shrugged. “‘I tried taking pictures once but I was terrible at it’ isn’t exactly grippingconversation.”
“Speak for yourself,” Nina said. “When wasthis?”
“Before I opened the gallery. I bought a used Canon and hauled Angela around the city in a Baby Bjorn while I took bad pictures of kids playing basketball and homeless people sleeping holding theirsigns.”
A twenty-something in an expensive suit bumped into Karen’s chair. She gave him a not-so-subtle shove back. “Excuseyou.”
The place was packed. They’d only managed to secure one of the small tables because of the bar’s proximity to Amy’s office. She’d gotten there before it gotcrazy.
The kid turned around, a sneer forming at the corners of his mouth before he got a look at Karen. He held up his hands. “Sorry.”
Nina wondered if his contrition was because Karen was gorgeous or because she reminded the kid of hismom.
“You said you wanted Wall Street man candy,” Ninasaid.
“Emphasis on the word man,” Karensaid.
“So what happened?” Robin asked, returning her attention to Moni. “With thepictures?”
Moni laughed. “I had a good eye even then. I knew they were shit, resigned myself to being a buyer or curator, and that was that.” She looked at Nina. “But Itried.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ninaasked.
“Just that you should try it if you have an interest,” Moni said. “You never know, and even if you suck as bad as I did, it will help you with curation. You’ll see things you don’t seenow.”
“Maybe,” Ninasaid.
“I think Nina has other things on her mind,” Karen saiddrily.
“Oh yeah, how are things going with Jack?” Robinasked.
Nina shot a glance atMoni.
