“Thank you again.” My husky voice seemed deeper than usual.
“Thank you for sharing this with me today. We in the business sometimes try to keep track of the more unusual works of art. And this one was the most unusual.” Dylan walked over to the door, opened it and wished us well as we exited the store. I thanked her again and noticed a drop of moisture on Dylan’s forehead.
“Wait.” Dylan said.
“What is it?” I asked.
May I ask something personal?”
“I guess.”
“Are you Egyptian?”
“Yes, my mother’s side. My maternal grandfather was from Alexandria.”
“Oh?”
I nodded.
“Hm. Well, my best to you. As I said either Claude or I can help you. Please stay in touch.”
“Thank you again.”
“You’re most welcome. This has been my pleasure.”
As we exited the store. Micah asked me, “Do you think she’
