Tonight was finally the night. Everything was perfect, and, while perfect wasn't quite good enough for Charlotte, she figured it would just have to do. The gallery quietly seemed to glisten with its newness, its modernity, large opened spaces and smaller, quieter nooks and alcoves. Covered the walls on large, bright canvases were the works of
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He looked at the pictures and tried to decide if he liked them.
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She may have gotten a little wistful, eyes dancing over the picture, toward the end of it.
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