Return to Seattle, chapter 2
The artwork had arrived, and so had we, the new owner was hot for more than just art.
“Yes mamm, George Dawson” I said as I extended my hand for a shake. “I’m honored that you chose to own not one, but two of my pieces of work.” The woman looked at me, my smile radiant and friendly, hers equally as warm and cordial as she replied “Nice to meet you, I’m Melissa Johnson, I’ve admired your work for months at the gallery, but never dreamed I’d be able to actually own one *chuckle*, I mean two. Arisol was...