Page 16 of Back to Me

He holds his hand out to me and grins. His odd shift in behavior has suddenly disappeared, and the arrogance has returned to his now bright green eyes.

“I look forward to working with you, Graham. Other than the obvious touching base with me every week, all I ask is you send me a picture of the pieces as you finish them so I can tell you whether I approve or not.”

I return his handshake although this time his grip is slightly tighter than before.

“Of course. And thank you again for this opportunity.”

“You’ve earned it, Graham. You owe it to your art.” He releases my hand and leads me back out into the hallway.

The hallway fills with the occasional passersby, either employees or guests, and it suddenly dawns on me how real this is.

I turn back around to face Mr. Price, still standing in the doorway to his office.

“I just wanted to say thank you again, Mr. Price. This means so much to us,” I say with a smile.

He waves me off before sliding his hands into the pockets of his stiff, pressed slacks. “Please, I’m honored to be working with you.” He pauses, the corner of his mouth curling slightly more than it had been before. “And Sara, of course.”

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