The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 392) The View
On their last day at the vineyard, as Marcus stood with Destry in the window, he took a mental picture of the view. While in flight on the way back to the states, he sketched the image on a small piece of paper as Destry slept in the seat next to him. He has been working on this painting ever since and stayed up most of the previous night to finish it.
“I know how much you loved it there and I wanted you to have this memory with you forever.” Marcus says as he walks hand in hand with Destry back over to the easel.
“Marcus, it makes me feel like I am there, I can almost smell Grandmother’s perfume.” She says happily, as she fans her face with her hand trying to dry any tears that may trickle from her eyes.
“I’m so glad you like it. I was a little worried that I may have missed something.” He states.
“Oh no Marcus, you didn’t miss a thing. I love you!” Destry turns and grabs Marcus as she hugs him tightly around the neck, both of them smiling with big wide grins.
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