We gathered all we could and Sammy kept them safe before we headed for the studio.
I got set up while he continued to work. In his words, Sammy said his job was to be where I was if I wasn't at home. Which meant he had to be everywhere with me.
I got started on a new painting. The one I had been working on had to be set aside for a new piece. Something fresh, different and gore.
I got so engrossed night time came and I didn't realize it. I rushed to the reception where Sammy was and found him fast asleep in the pile of papers in front of him.
I tapped on his shoulder to wake him and got started on cleaning up the mess.
“I don't think I'll be leaving now, so you should head home.” I was determined to finish this piece tonight. He shook his head but this was not a moment he could argue
