"Ben was late. Everyone was late. Susan had been there since 5:30.
She was certain the ceramic dog had moved."
Alice spent the early part of the evening telling everyone who would listen that she hardly ever touched the stuff. She spent the rest of the evening touching it.
He had heard the window rattling and flipped the light switch. Devin had hoped to sneak back in unnoticed. Her lip rouge was worn and her cheeks were flushed.
"You're standing really close to me," she said nervously.
The room was unnaturally cold.
He offered her his jacket but she declined, lightly brushing his arm away.
She didn't want anything to dull the experience. At long last the curtain was being drawn.
Each of these were done in ink by hand with digital color and are 8 x 10 inches.
May 2009.
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