“Nice to meet you all. I’ve heard a lot about you.” Hank smiled cheerfully and nodded at each of us while he placed a big spoonful of gravy on his mashed potatoes.
“Funny, I haven’t heard anything about you,” I pointed out and leaned back in my chair and stared. I didn’t like surprises.
“Oh tell us, how did you meet?” Lily shot me a warning look, and smiled at Hank.
“We actually met at that paint class I went to a couple weeks ago. As a matter of fact, he was the teacher,” she informed us, smiling.
“Wow, that’s awesome! So, Hank, you’re an artist?” Lily asked, sounding impressed.
“Yes, part-time. I work as an attorney at a firm here in town. Painting is something I like to do in my free time. You know, something to relieve stress from the day-to-day grind,” Hank explained.
“That’s co
