43

KNIGHT

Nirvana had an uneasy posture as she got into my house. She looked around the living room but hadn’t said anything.

“Take a seat. You want coffee?”

“I’m good.” She took a seat on the leather couch, and I went to the kitchen to take my coffee in the tumbler. I decided to work at home today, and maybe I could spend some time with her.

When I came back to the couch, Nirvana was not there anymore.

“Nirvana?” I followed her scent and found her in the hallway, looking at one of the paintings.

“I really like this artist. He spent hours and hours perfecting his art. His masterpiece is classic. His traditional way of painting made him one of a kind. This encaustic painting is one of my favorites.”

“Do you collect his paintings?”

She chuckled as she looked at me. “You know how much his painting is worth? He is one of the subjects in the painting class I attended.”

“Well, I have more of his paintings, and you can have them too if you choose to stay here.”

“Tempting, but thank yo