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THUNDER CRACKED OVERHEAD, waking Lance from a heavy slumber. With a groan, he peered outside. Heavy clouds had rolled in over the ocean, dousing the shore with steady rain. He had been looking forward to a long bike ride on the beach, but he’d have to make do with a workout at the gym.
A few hours later, after he returned home, he slid open the widescreen doors on his covered balcony to let the scent and sound of the rain shower inside. There was a certain romance about this weather that spurred his creativeness, so after blending a protein smoothie with berries and greens, he pulled out his sketchpad and settled on the couch.
Creativity ran in his family and had led him to chef school, while his brother Aiden had developed a career in abstract art. Even though his skills didn’t appr
