1.20 Reunited



“Vanessa! It’s so good to see you again!”

“Evie! Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you had two kids! Look at you, you must not be eating anything!”

I laughed, reddening a bit. “Oh, please. I’m ready for a nice chocolate croissant, how about you?” “Always,” Vanessa grinned as we walked toward the door of the coffeeshop. “I’m so glad you called, I haven’t seen you since the baby shower. How is your little boy?” “Oh, he’s fine. Teething, so a he’s a little fussy.”



“I remember that stage,” nodded Vanessa. “It can drive you crazy, can’t it?” “Definitely,” I sighed. “I’m really happy to be getting out of the house for a while.”



A while later, we sat down with some coffee and a pastry. After the usual chit-chat, I decided to get down to business.

“Vanessa, there’s another reason why I wanted to meet up with you…” I began, slightly hesitantly. Vanessa smiled. “I had a feeling there would be. What is it?”

“I’ve told you about my boss before, haven’t I?”

“What, the arrogant jerk? Yeah, you’ve mentioned him. And I believe I’ve offered you several time to introduce you to the owner of the gallery where I work, to see if he might be interested in some of your work, but you didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes…”



“Well, that’s exactly why I invited you here. I’d like to take you up on that offer.”

I explained my recent struggles to her, and luckily, Vanessa was very understanding. “Honestly, Evie, I can’t even believe you survived at that job for this long.” “Well, barely,” I confessed. “But what do you say? Do you think your boss might want to take a look at some of my work?”



“I know for sure he would,” Vanessa winked at me. “And I’ve become quite good friends with him, he really trusts my opinion, so there’s a good chance he’ll be willing to hang some of your work in the gallery. And then, once the first few pieces sell for a good price… Well, let’s just say, things will only get better from there.”

Relief washed over me. I was so afraid she’d turn me down, but the conversation was actually going really well. “But I do have one condition,” Vanessa added.



“What’s that?”

“You have to quit your job,” she grinned, “right now.”

I laughed and grabbed my phone, looking for my boss’s number. “Gladly.”



I walked out of the coffee shop feeling like a completely different person. I had energy, I felt happy, I was excited about the future for the first time in a while. Vanessa had texted her boss some pictures of my paintings, and he was immediately enthusiastic. I might actually be a real artist, something I’d only dreamed of my entire life…



I rushed home and found Matt in Enzo’s room, playing with the little baby. “Hey, sweetheart. How was coffee?”

I looked at him, unable to hide the huge smile on my face. “Guess who just quit their job?”



“You did? Oh, Evie, that’s great!” He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight, his warm breath tickling my neck. “I’m so proud of you. My wife, a true artist…”

“Well, nothing’s hanging in a gallery yet,” I laughed.

“Just wait and see,” he said confidently, kissing me on my forehead. “You’re gonna be huge.”


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