Chapter 10When I woke the next morning, sunlight flooded Colleen’s bedroom through open curtains. I could hear her in the kitchen again and an enticing aroma filled the apartment. As I threw off the covers, a piece of paper at the bottom of the bed fell to the floor. I picked it up to discover a fresh ‘night portrait’ of me in the very pajamas I was wearing. Colleen had used rich, charcoal shading to capture my likeness. A look of blissful peace had settled over my features. My hair spilled over the pillow in graceful lines. Resting on the bed near my face, my hand was palm up, fingers gently curled in repose. Colleen had ‘signed’ the drawing in the lower right hand corner with a string of X’s and O’s. I couldn’t help but smile at the childish flourish.
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