~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. As it was, Olly's attention was already back to the painting. Yes, he did remember that Esme was on her way to the studio but his thoughts were on what colour the sky should be. "Orange-red for the sunset,'' he mused a second or two later. When that part was completed then the entire painting would be ready. It was the first of the series he planned for the show.
Oliver set down his paintbrush and brushed his dark hair out of his eyes as he turned to face Esme when she came in. "Hi, baby.'' He smiled at her though it was replaced by a frown soon afterwards. "What's wrong?'' popped out of his mouth and he crossed the remaining space between them so that he was directly before her. Her behaviour and words set off warning bells in his head.
Had something bad happened? |