 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Queen of Typos
It was no secret that time sometimes presented the illusion that it was speeding by. The many months spent living with Christopher certainly fell into that category. They had been good months, great even as she adjusted to living away from her parents. She missed them and the crups terribly but Rea did stop by for visits at times. It also helped that Connor and Addison were supportive of her decision to move out.
The woman surveyed the wall and in turn, the colour, her boyfriend was asking her opinion. Rea surveyed the wall for a second then shook her head. “I can’t say that I’m a fan.’’ There was a pout from her. “Don’t you think it’s a little too light? Maybe we can try something warmer? Like a medium-ish shade of yellow?” Luckily for Christopher, she was good with colours and had an artful taste. |