I leaned against the railing with him and smiled. “This is a really nice place.” I said as I looked at him.
He nodded. “I’ve spent a lot of time here in the last two or three years.”
“You come here often?”
Gale nodded. “Most of the galleries and competitions are held here.” He said. “And since I’m known around here they usually let me up without a problem.”
I smiled, still looking at him. “Lucky you.”
He looked really calm and relaxed up here, whereas he seemed a little more stressed downstairs in the gallery. But I guess that made sense… who wouldn’t be stressed when they’re surrounded by sophisticated artists who are looking at their work.
And now they were bidding on them.
How stressful could that be?
He crossed his arms. “Remember when we used to go stargazing twice a week with
