The drawing flowed out from his pencil.
Aden found himself grinning.
this picture was working much better.
She was gazing out the window laughing as she flipped her hair out of her face.
He scratched his name on the edge of the picture and sat back, holding it in front of him.
He looked from the picture to her and found himself very, very pleased with the result.
He set the drawing back down and snapped a picture of it. He could change anything he wanted to on his computer later, but a drawing this good... it had to be given away.
So he gently tore it out of his notebook and walked over his model.
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