Kris stared. Soft laughter from Joss turned to full-out laughter as they looked around the big, lit, room full of people. All looking at portraits of Kris and Toni. They were beautiful, as all of Amanda’s work was, but this was, too much, way too much of her. Kris tried to turn to go. But Joss slapped an arm around her shoulders. “Don’t, she’ll be hurt if you go,” Joss said, suddenly sober. “I’m sorry I laughed. But it was more at your expression when you saw this.” Joss said.
“It’s so much, Joss, so much of me!” She shuddered. “Toni, I get, but me? Why?”
“Are you serious?” Joss turned to her then, took her arms. “Come on, you’re beautiful, these portraits are amazing. And you’re her best friend. Some of these show you, the way you never let anyone see you. Your resting face, the one w
