Jo-anne POV
Jo-anne returned to her room and sank down on the couch to access her art supplier in Seattle. She selected the right size canvass, she already knew a life-sized one would be the best option. And she knew how tall West was, so that was easy. If she did a portrait of him from the hips up, it would get his whole physique and that would also show Miranda too.
She wondered as she sat there, if she could get a picture of the two of them? One with his arm around her would be the best option. But even on the day she had arrived, he’d not had his arm around her. He'd had his hands in his pockets and Miranda had been holding onto his arm. At the swearing-in ceremony she had not been able to get a picture of them together at all. The woman was standing off to the side of the stage.
