Chapter 13
I was seriously impressed with the talent of the kids. They were fabulous artists. Their work ranged from drawings to paintings to sculpture and included anything from pencil or pen to food and trash in their art.
Many of the artists were there to talk about their pieces and answer questions. Beaming parents were close by, especially the kids who wore masks. Every single kid hugged Noah and thanked him for being there. The parents did, too. And they were all endlessly curious about who I was.
“Is she your girlfriend?” a little girl that reminded be of Becca with her blonde pigtails and big blue eyes asked.
Noah winked at me and knelt in front of her. “I’m just friends with her. But see, I’m lonely since you’re still too young for me. In another ten years I’m all yours, Lucy.
