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DARCY
“I still can’t believe it,” Alberta said as she and I walked through the gallery together, checking out the exhibit before the opening. “You, doing a one-man show.”
I laughed. “You can’t believe I’m good enough, or that I agreed to it?”
“I’ve always known you were good enough,” she assured me. “I just never thought of you as the type to do a gallery exhibit. You’re the man who wants to be on the front lines, in the midst of the action.”
“The past few years have given me a lot to think about,” I confided. “I’m not a young man anymore.”
She feigned shock. “You? No—you’re ageless!”
“Like Stonehenge,” I scoffed. “I’m actually happy to hang around for a while. My son and his wife are expecting—I’m going to be a grandfather.”
She was genuinely happy for me. “Congratulations, Gr
