Paint a Story on Your Skin
By L.J. Hamlin
Mike Barber walks into his small gallery, whistling tunelessly. He’s in a good mood. Today he has a few local artists coming in to show him their work for one of his upcoming shows. He wants to give the young artists in his area an opportunity to show their work, and it obviously never hurts the business to connect with new artists.
He goes to his office in a back room and takes a seat behind the desk, his bad knee creaking painfully. It’s an old football injury, and he’s lucky arthritis has only recently set in. He’s forty-six; he shattered his knee in his twenties. It doesn’t always hurt, but the weather has started to turn as it moves into October, and the damp and the cold make the pain in his knee flare.
Mike’s lucky, though. He has a job
