Two weeks later, Ryan was certain Merrick had been wrong when he’d said Ryan would never regret being with him.
It was Friday, and after working most of the day on the monster series, Ryan decided he needed a break before his head exploded. So he got the portfolio containing the other drawings for the show, taking them to Mr. Foster at the gallery.
“These are excellent,” Mr. Foster told him, after putting on his glasses—which Ryan had long ago decided he was too conceited to wear except when absolutely necessary. “How soon will you be able to bring me the rest? The, what are you calling it? The monster series?”
“That’s what they are, but I was thinking ‘All Hallows Eve’ might be a better title. Anyway, I should get them to you by the end of next week.”
“I agree. it’s a much better titl
