Epilogue
Tony straightened his tie for the hundredth time. He hated wearing the stupid things, but he wanted people to take him seriously. Though as an artist he probably could have gotten away with his paint covered jeans and a button down if he claimed it to be his style. But tonight was important. Tonight, he wasn’t just an artist in an exhibit, tonight he was the headliner, and if it went well, he would be invited back to show anytime he wanted, including an entire exhibit dedicated to solely his own work.
Inspiration had been pouring out of him in bucket loads, so he wouldn’t be short on work to showcase. After the whirlwind of the last couple of months, he had so much emotion to draw on. From falling in love with Krissy and having her love him back to the news about his dad and
