Trade Off
“Not because you were my first love, but because you’re my only love.” He brushed a strand of hair off her face with a smile. “If you ever, even for a second, question why I love you, all you have to do is look at that.” He turned to look at the life she’d breathed into the canvas. Her love for him was palpable, he could see it in her labor of love, and if ever he questioned whether the years apart and her marriage to another man dulled her feelings for him, he didn’t anymore.
“Our connectio...n is right there, sweetheart. You don’t have to be an artist to see it. Only one person could have gotten that so right… you… only you.”
She looked at the painting a long time before she said, “I locked it in the closet of my home studio because I didn’t want Neil to see it. It felt like I was being unfaithful to him, painting you.” She shrugged. “I know it sounds silly, but it just seemed so intimate somehow.”
“Knowin’ someone well enough to instinctively know what he’s thinkin’ and feelin’ is pretty damn intimate.MoreLess
“Our connectio...n is right there, sweetheart. You don’t have to be an artist to see it. Only one person could have gotten that so right… you… only you.”
She looked at the painting a long time before she said, “I locked it in the closet of my home studio because I didn’t want Neil to see it. It felt like I was being unfaithful to him, painting you.” She shrugged. “I know it sounds silly, but it just seemed so intimate somehow.”
“Knowin’ someone well enough to instinctively know what he’s thinkin’ and feelin’ is pretty damn intimate.MoreLess
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