He grabbed my hand softly, moving it away, looking me straight in the eyes. "Show me," he whispered. "Show you what?" I said confused. "Show me your s...ars."My heart stopped. I was not one to flaunt my scars. I tried to keep them as hidden as possible.His hand touched the cuff of my hoodie, and he slowly pushed up the sleeve. I watched him as he revealed my scars, waiting for his reaction. They weren't that bad. They had faded after several years, but they were still visible. He took his hand,. "I had no idea who or what to expect as a model for my very first serious oil portrait but curiosity was killing me as I sipped my tea and waited for them to come through to the kitchen. It was Andrea, about the last person in the world I'd have expected. I must have lit up like a candle when she stepped through the entry."Hey! You're the one I'm going to be painting?" She's the one we'll both be painting," Mrs. James corrected. "We're going to be working side by side, Terry." All right! I can. More

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