( he's not sure what he expected to find, but his daughter painting gives him pause, the kind that grips his heart with an affection that is so strong it pains him. (he feels this way most of the time he looks at her; it's impossible not to be in awe in death just as much as it was in life.)
he exhales heavily, peering past her shoulder to the upright canvas, and says with some disappointment, ) At another time, I would love to join you, but unfortunately I do need your help.
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Date: 2020-08-22 07:53 pm (UTC)he exhales heavily, peering past her shoulder to the upright canvas, and says with some disappointment, ) At another time, I would love to join you, but unfortunately I do need your help.