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however her mother had specially hand picked Meredith for some reason. Perhaps her mother had taken a stronger liking to her over her other sister, or perhaps her maternal love saw that Meredith needed the extra required attention in order to keep living a full life. She took the jewelry box and found it had a secret where there was a lock necklace. She thought that she had lived a plain and dull life, but yet it was as if her mother had felt guilty about it, and wanted her to get a jump start on something more exciting and new.  $500.00 were in the box, which were equally distributed, between the sisters. Meredith wasn't selfish, and thought even though her mother had intended the lump sum only be for her, that she should share with her siblings. With her portion of the money, Meredith bought a gingham dress with flowers she had been eying up on Fifth Avenue for awhile now, and a matching cute pair of two inch leather yellow heels. She even bought a pair of plain and simple pearly earrings to match. This was going to be her date night outfit, if she was to ever have a date again. She was never really interested to have a date, but just in case someone changed her mind, perhaps she could put on the dress, feel pretty for a night, and dance with a handsome gentleman who would heal her heart in the sway of love's destiny.
     
    With the remaining money she bought more canvases and paint from a small art shop on Fifth Avenue. She began to drift away from painting when she had moved to New York, but this new purchase of art supplies, started the fire for Meredith to start painting the beauty of the big city. When people didn't see the beauty in a sea of steel, Meredith, on the other hand, saw the gorgeousness rise like a phoenix from out of the clutter chaos of concrete, and the graceful bloom of the hardened unrefined of the people who lived and worked there. A prominent New Yorker bought a painting that would highlight a fictional story written by a pretty well up there affluent writer who lived in Manhattan. It was a small break but big enough of one that addressed some well deserve flattery to grab some attention of the wealthier people in New York.  She talked to one such guy and acquired an assignment to paint a family portrait of him and his wife and their family dog. His wife wasn't a very pretty woman, but through her brush strokes and her talent for making the ugly turn into the beautiful, she grew from a swan into a queen. The dog, a Chinese Chow dog with exceptional breeding genetics named Bon Bon had not sat still for once, but Meredith had managed to include the family dog in the picture as if it were frozen stiff and dead.  She executed the painting so professionally and so perfectly that he told his other friends about her at dinner parties and she started to acquire work to paint family portraits, portraits of their houses, and portraits of their beloved pets. And at a good price. Before Meredith knew it, she could do more than buy art supplies, but every once in awhile she earned enough money to go on small little shopping sprees to buy herself some cute little dresses and cute little shoes.
     
    The peace corp had asked her to come back, since she had done such a good job diplomatic in 1952.  She went to South America this time and she made her way up dirty hillsides and poorly built wooden shacks with satchels hanging from her shoulders, and sadly wondering why she had accepted such an offer now that she had climbed her way up to painting the affluent in the wealthy New York City sea of connections. But Meredith had a good heart, and couldn't say no to something much bigger than herself and so she had made the very spontaneous decision to put away her paintbrushes, and help humanity in the most unselfish way possible. And that was to give all of herself for a verbal contract of two more years of emotionally hard, gut wrenching work that would surely kill her eventually. One evening, she had looked up at the