Page 95 of Yours To Hold
“Are you serious?”
The piece Sasha bought last night was shot by a world-renowned photographer. So to hear her say this really means something.
“What would you say to running a gallery?” She points to my phone. “Here. Wherever this is.”
“What?” I’m stunned speechless.
“These photos need to be shown to the world.”
“But in Dixon?”
“Is that where these were shot? I’ve never heard of it.”
I shake the fog out of my brain and take another long drag of hot coffee. “I just started this job here. I can’t leave.”
Sasha leans forward, clasping her ringed fingers together. “Will you answer this question honestly for me?”
“Okay…” I’m nervous for whatever it might be.
“Do you like it here in Seattle?”
I blow out a breath. “It’s been an adjustment.”
“That’s a no,” Sasha says on a laugh.
“It’s not a no!” I defend. But even I can hear that my words have no gusto in them.
“City living isn’t for everyone.”
“I’ve only been here for a little while. I can still adjust.”
Sasha grabs my hand. “You’re in your twenties, right? This should be the most exciting time of your life. Going out to bars. Meeting handsome men, or women if you’re into them, and partying until dawn. You, my dear, look miserable.”
Shit. “I thought I was doing a better job hiding it.”
“What would make you happy?”
Mason and Willow pop into my mind. Being with them. Loving them. Starting a life with them.
Can I really have it all though?
“Whatever you just thought of, that makes you happy. Who is it?” Sasha has a knowing grin on her face.
“There was this guy and his daughter. He’s my best friend’s older brother and I ran out of town without looking back.”
“They make you happy. But you were also happy last night at the gallery.”
“I love art. It’s what I want to do. Have a gallery. Travel to acquire new pieces. Bring art to people who love it.”
“What if I could give that to you?”
“What?”
I couldn’t have heard her right.
“All that. A gallery. Traveling. These photos you took in Dixon? I want more. We can do this together.”
“Me? Running your gallery? I can’t.”
