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Killyama rose to her knees to open a drawer in the side table, pulling out a thick photo albu it to hi forward to give it to him

Train straightened on the couch, staring at the beautiful picture of a bridge Unlike most pictures that focused on the idyllic beauty of a sulooe was old, and part of it was broken The water below seeht provoking that the bridge had stood the passage of tie

He turned to see picture after picture, each brought to life by Peyton’s brush Train turned one page, taking in the intricate beauty of a sculpture of a e and worry as she kneeled at the child’s feet The little girl earing a dress that was too big for her, slipping off her shoulders She was crying while the mother wiped her tears away Train had never been affected by art in his life, but the statue touched a part of him that he had never known existed

“Have you sold this one yet?” Train asked gruffly

“Which one?” Peyton looked as he lifted the book to show her “I’m sorry That one isn’t for sale That is in my private collection”

“If you ever think of selling, I would love to buy it,” he said sincerely, staring down at the talent that showed an alible bond between the mother and child

Train flipped another page, his heart stopping It was another statue, except this one was in bronze It had the sae, but this one was an older girl Her features were partially obscured by windblown hair curling tumultuously around her Behind her stood a man with his hand on her shoulder The man’s features were hidden, his head turned to the side, showing only a profile that was also obscured by the girl’s hair that had bloard, see to strike him in the face It was as beautiful as the other one, irl’s face struck a chord in him, which the artist had intended

“Is this one for sale?” Even as he started to lift the albuifted If you take co to have both of those pieces redone”

“I don’t do duplicates Even if I tried, I don’t think they would coetically “When I finish the current painting I’ve already sold, I have another piece I’ive you first choice before I sell it”

“I would appreciate it Your talent is remarkable”

“Thank you I started a class when Killyaarten Since then, I’ve been fortunate tooff what I had only expected to be a hobby”

“I can see why It’s a shame that collectors haven’t seen your work I wish I knew someone …”

Peyton shook her head “I’ the pieces I want at my own speed”