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Demi smiled. “When I get moments of calm, I paint. They’re not as much as they used to be. But I take advantage of it when I can.”
“May I look around?”
“Of course. Make it your own. It’s nice to have company here.”
Demi wandered toward a long desk.
She turned on a small lamp and sat down.
I watched her pick up a pencil.
Her right hand shook quite a bit still.
I felt for her.
Her paintings though were absolutely amazing.
They were bright, slightly abstract, and each had something of a signature from Demi.
There was always a landscape type setting and a silhouetted figure in the distance.
I looked back at Demi.
She hummed to herself.
Her hands no longer shook.
I slowly walked toward her and looked at what she was working on.
In a matter of seconds, Demi had sketched a perfect picture of her broken sunglasses.
She looked up at me. “Something about it. When things break.”
I caught myself smiling.
I had this sudden odd feeling. Like I was meant to be here.
Like this was the next part of my journey.
Demi put her pencil down. “Now, you made a comment earlier, Fiona.”
“I did?”
“You said that you used to paint. Past tense. I need to know why. Why did you stop painting? What made you stop?”
For some reason I didn’t hesitate at all to answer Demi.
“I almost got killed in a car accident and my life was never the same.”
Chapter Fourteen
RIFF
When Coach got between Remi and I, he was pissed.
It felt like a father breaking up a fight between two brothers.
A finger at each of our noses.
