Henry. He looked at him, “I’m sorry for everything, Henry,” Jeremy said.
Henry and Lula grew concerned, figuring something was wrong with Jeremy. Suddenly, Jeremy unloaded. He told Henry and Lula everything that had happened with Nova. He explained how he felt before Henry and Lula met. Jeremy went on and on about how much he loved her and couldn’t get her out of his head. Nova going to New York was the worst that that had happened to him. He felt overwhelmed with emotions, negative ones.
Lula excused herself from the room, without responding to Jeremy. Henry, on the other hand, remained in the room. He look oddly calm and somewhat perplexed. Henry didn’t take his eyes off of Jeremy until he looked to Nova’s picture, which sat on the side table. He grabbed the framed pictured and smiled as he looked at it. “I just want my daughter to be happy,” Henry said. He looked at Jeremy and smiled. “She hasn’t seemed happy,” he grew sad.
He set the picture down and connected eyes with Jeremy again. He leaned forward and grabbed ahold of Jeremy’s arm. It was a firm grip, however Jeremy wasn’t threatened. “Do what is best, Jeremy,” Henry suggested. “Just don’t hurt my daughter,” he demanded. Jeremy smiled as he responded to him, “I wouldn’t dare.”
Chapter Eight: Grade A Artist
Nova sat in her Art History class. Her professor went on and on about various artists in the past. Nova had been doing very well with her paintings. She had even landed some side jobs, painting portraits and other pictures for students and teachers. It wasn’t the dream career she was waiting for, but that was okay. She knew she was working her way there. It made her feel great that people want to buy her art, it kept her mind off of other things. Jeremy always stayed in the back of Nova’s mind. He is what kept her strong. She missed home, however she knew Jeremy wanted her to stay in New York and live her dream.
She had written a letter to Jeremy about her feelings, but never sent it to him. It was full of her feelings towards him and how much she loved him. She never stopped thinking about him, and it started making her sad each day. Thankfully, she had her art to turn to. It was always there for her to go to when she needed to get distracted.
It was Christmas time. Instead of being at home with her family, Nova was busy in New York with an art showcase that was being held. It kept her from going back home between semesters, because of how much work was put into it. She painted several paintings to showcase in her reserved are. Patrons gawked, judges nodded their heads, and students flew to Nova for questions. If judges liked her work, it would mean big things for her. Things such as a piece in the local art museum, on top of other benefits. Her time in school would have really paid off. She started feeling that New York was where she belonged. Maybe she didn’t have to go back home, ever.
After the showcase, she received so much more orders for her personalized paintings. It eventually turned into a small business that became a full time Nova. She couldn’t believe it. Because of her business’ success, she started showing her work in more showcases. Her reputation was booming. People wanted her to paint their children, pets, cars, pretty much anything. They gawked over her work and continuously gave her business.
It was enough to successfully get her started on the next semester. She got needed tools for painting and even purchased a camera. This way she can paint her own pictures. People were buying paintings that she had randomly done at three in the morning. Things that she didn’t even think were good were selling. It truly was a dream come true.
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