“Is it the only one in town?” Shaun asked, picking up on Ryan’s raw emotions.
Taking a deep breath, Ryan replied, “No, but it’s the best one so it’s where we’re going. I’m not going to let my fear of him rule me. I’m not!”
“Good.” Shaun wanted to give him a hug to let Ryan know he had someone in his corner who cared. Not a good idea. He might, no, probably would take it the wrong way, given what he’s been through. Right now, I should consider myself lucky he’s even willing to accept my help with his shopping.
A few minutes later, they were entering a world very foreign to Shaun. There were shelves and racks on both sides of a long, central aisle, filled with paints and drawing supplies. Boxes of colored pencils sat on one table. Another one had an array of what looked like chalks in a m
