Chapter 14
As caretaker Cam worked with a single-minded dedication: to save his meager wages in hopes of fulfilling his dream of becoming an artist and living in France. The only luxury he allowed himself was purchasing charcoals, chalk, and paper for his sketches. In the evening after the shop was closed Cam would sit in the storefront and sketch the mannequins in their suits, making adjustments in cut that were distinctly his own. One evening focused on his art, Sir Weathersby, the owner, cleared his throat loudly to announce his presence startling Cam out of his reverie. Fearful of being reprimanded or, worse still, losing his position at the shop, Cam quickly closed his sketchbook.
“May I take a look at your sketches?” Cyril Weathersby inquired politely.
“Yes sir,” Cam hesitan
