Chapter 6

"I thought he was a genius." I threw that praise at him when we left STOOW, Zack's friend's gallery in Penestanan. Even though it hadn't been 12 hours since we parted, my excitement to meet him again might have surpassed that of marathon runners.

"I second that opinion. Don't you think it's a shame my friend chose Penestanan? If he had chosen the center of Ubud, more people would have known about him."

"Prime location doesn't guarantee anything, though. I think he made the right choice. People will come here because they are genuinely interested in his work. There are more potential buyers here than just casual visitors."

"You have a point there." As Zack buckled his seatbelt, he looked at me. "So, where do we want to go now? It's already lunchtime," Zack said while patting his stomach.

"What do you feel like eating?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Anything."

I had a few options in mind, but there was a place I'd been curious to revisit since Gio took me there.<