With a deep groan as he indulged in a luxuriant stretch, Kiran winced as his spine popped loudly. Then he gazed at his canvas with the kind of critical eye that only an artist could.
The commission was for a woman and her dog. The woman had been easy enough, but the dog had refused to cooperate from day one. In the end, Kiran had used a compilation of doggy photos to be able to insert the recalcitrant pooch into the painting.
The combination of his art sales and Brent’s job in the local council meant they could enjoy an enviable lifestyle. They took two holidays a year, summer and winter, and also managed to have the odd weekend away through the year.
There were only a few more weeks until they took their much-anticipated trip up the North Island for a couple of weeks of skiing and snow
