My first painting in a galleryA Story by ronMy first painting in a gallery
It was my very first art show at college. I had never shown a painting or anything before. I was more nervous than I thought I would be.
She said, “Do you mind if I don’t go? I’m not feeling that well.” I said that I understand.
As the night continued, I felt more and more alone. But I told myself “when she feels better she will come see my paintings hanging in a gallery for the first time”.
As the weeks went by, we had gone to the campus time and time again. She kept telling me it was too far to walk across campus. I said I understood.
Finally, one day I found a parking space that was about 100 feet from the gallery. This is it I thought, she will see my painting hanging in the gallery. I felt like a kid taking my parents to my first play.
She never got out of the car. It was too far and she was not feeling good. She asked me if I understood. I said I would. © 2013 ronReviews
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29 Reviews Added on September 23, 2013 Last Updated on September 29, 2013 AuthorronImperial, CAAboutI have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..Writing
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