Chapter 7. Dating the Author

"Ella...don't, I know you're happy but you don't have to drag me into it. I'm taking the day off."

"What? This is Sunday. It is your day off."

"Yeah, I mean tomorrow, just have fun. I don't feel so good. I want my blankie."

"Is it because of Larry?"

I tried to wake Gemma and have her join me for coffee but she was still cocooned under her blanket and not wanting to be disturbed. So, I gave up and have a cup of coffee while stalking Brice's Instagram feeds. I was trying to see if he mentioned anything about his mystery date with me last night. I was wishfully thinking that he actually liked me, so much so that he would let the world know.

Get real, Ella...

I sipped my coffee and decided to set up my easel and canvas on our small balcony. It was a perfect day for painting, and I suddenly felt the need to start doing so.

It was a weird feeling, haven't had it for years. The strokes were easy, and the lines and the shapes were effo