FAYE
The conversation with Sage lingered in my mind for another few seconds before I deliberately pushed it aside.
There wasn't any point in dwelling on it now.
If there really was something she hadn't told me, I would eventually find out.
And if there wasn't...
Then I had just spent the last few minutes imagining problems that didn't exist.
That certainly wouldn't have been the first time.
My eyes wandered back to the painting.
Immediately, my smile returned.
I honestly didn't know how many times I had looked at it already.
Probably too many.
Yet every time I looked again, I noticed another detail.
Another tiny piece that made me appreciate it even more.
I slowly walked back toward it.
The sunlight filtering through the windows caught the canvas differently now, making parts
