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“I’ve been busy,” I murmur.
“Are you here for the photography class? It’s right upstairs.”
Photography class? Why not? I’ve always been slightly interested in photography.
I head upstairs to check it out.
The room is small and contains about twenty folding chairs. Most of them are already filled with people of various ages—this must be one of those free courses offered to the community to get people into the library. I take a seat in the back. A not-unattractive thirty-ish guy with dark hair and a thin mustache stands behind a table. He looks around the room and smiles.
“Okay, everyone,” he begins. “I’m Todd Upsky. I’m a professional photographer here in town. I work for The Castlebury Citizen. I consider myself an art photographer but I also do weddings. So if you know someone who’s getting married, send them my way.”
He grins easily, as if he’s made this joke several times before, and the crowd twitters in appreciation.
“This is a twelve-week course,” he continues. “We meet once a week. Each week you’ll take a photograph, develop it, and we’ll discuss what works and what doesn’t—”
Suddenly he breaks off and, with a pleasantly surprised expression, stares toward the back of the room.
I swivel my h
ead around. Oh no. It can’t be. It’s Donna LaDonna, wearing one of those big puffy down coats and rabbit-fur earmuffs.
What the hell is she doing here?
“I’m sorry I’m late,” she says breathlessly.
“No problem,” Todd Upsky says. His smile is enormous. “Take a seat anywhere. There,” he says, pointing to the empty chair next to me.
Crap.
I don’t breathe once during the several minutes it takes for Donna LaDonna to remove her coat, pull off her earmuffs, pat her hair, and slide a camera bag under her seat.
This cannot be happening.
“Right, then,” Todd Upsky says, clapping his hands together to get everyone’s attention. “Who has a camera?”
Several people raise their hands, including Donna.
“Who doesn’t?”
I raise my hand, wondering how quickly I can escape.
“Great,” he says. “We’re going to work in teams. The people who have cameras will pair up with those who don’t. You there, miss.” He nods at Donna. “Why don’t you team up with the girl next to you?”
Girl?
“Our teams will head outside and take a photograph of nature—a tree or a root or anything else that you find interesting or strikes your fancy. You have fifteen minutes,” he says.
Donna turns to me, parts her lips, and smiles.
It’s like staring straight into the mouth of an alligator.
“Just for the record, I’m enjoying this about as much as you are,” I say.
Donna lifts the camera. “Why are you taking this course, anyway?”
“Why are you?” I counter. Besides, I think, I’m not sure I am taking this course. Especially now that Donna’s taking it.
“In case you haven’t realized, I’m going to become a model.”
