Nina got a new job that was far better than cutting fruit in the back kitchen of a strip club, but she wanted to run away.
"So, these two walls. You paint them, I pay you sixty grand. Half up front, the rest when you’re done and it’s all good to go. And you can set your own hours, just have it wrapped up two weeks before Easter next year."
Nina stood in the church where she first met Jason, staring at the blank walls, impolitely not responding.
"What's wrong?" Jason asked, "You’re not gonna choke on your first mural, are you? You’ve got this. I’ve seen your portfolio, and if the perfect paint job is a 10, you’re a solid 9. This job? It’s a 6. Relax, it's just a community church. I'm not hiring you to restore murals in the Vatican."
Nina still didn't speak.
She was very happy when she
