Bennett couldn’t believe his beautiful, stubborn Jennie had come back to him. He hadn’t believed her twin brother when he’d stopped by last week, and he could barely believe it now, though they sat across from each other in a quiet restaurant in Bell Hill.
He couldn’t help himself as he continued staring at her. Every once in a while, he realized he wore a goofy grin, and he worked to straighten his lips.
She’d been talking for quite a long time, and he enjoyed listening to the sound of her voice as she detailed how she’d gone from gallery to gallery until she’d found the smaller one.
As she told about the studio space she’d rented, but how sterile it was and how she felt stifled there.
As she told him about the tiny apartment, and how her mom wanted a small dog to comfort her after he
