"Are you serious?" She made a half-turn to face him. "It's the finest job on the planet." Every day, I am surrounded by art, speak about art, and purchase and sell art. It's perfect."
Okay, she hadn't intended to say so much. People usually smiled politely and shifted the conversation when she began ranting about her enthusiasm.
Charley just smiled. "I understand what you mean."
She couldn't see how he could understand what she meant. Dodge was the well-educated one. The creator. This guy was as diametrically opposed to his brother as two persons could be. He didn't say anything further, leaving their discussion in an awkward silence. Jessey looked out the open window, hoping for a clue.
Fortunately, Charley did. They rode the rest of the way in quiet. She didn't even see the building
