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52Becca looked at the drawing. Like many artists she struggled with knowing exactly when a piece was finished, always feeling the need to add one more thing, work on shading, or adjust a color. She had learned to put a piece away, give it a day or two, then look again, to see what adjustment might improve the picture or if it was time to let it go. With that in mind, she placed the pencils back in their holders, covered the drawing with the flap of the sketch book, and zipped the case closed. Becca rose, pushed the chair close to the table, and tucked the case under her arm. For a moment, she felt like the college student she'd been, happily on her way to an art class, looking forward to leaving her law studies behind. When she was drawing or painting, everything else faded into the backg