stop painting after I   summer. I t  in college because it o do; I remember spending udio all by myself and enjoying every minute. I loved t  made me feel inside to make sometiful. Just before I graduated, my professor, ic for told me I  of talent. old me I sry my luck as an artist. But I didnt listen to ;

    Sopped ts. quot;My parents didnt t o paint for a living. I just stopped after a ouc;

    Sared at ting.

    quot;Do you t again?quot;

    quot;Im not sure if I can anymore. Its been a long time.quot;

    quot;You can still do it, Allie. I kno t comes from inside you, from your , not from your fingers.  you  ever go as . Youre an artist, Allie.quot;

    ty t s saying it just to be nice. ruly believed in y, and for some reason t meant more to ed. But something even more powerful.

    to close for Allie, ted in o separate ted t consciously, t to to admit.

    But at t moment sill  completely a, and surned to face oucantly, gently, amazed t after all tly w so heir eyes locked, she once again realized how special he was.

    And for just a fleeting moment, a tiny ime t h him again.

    timer  off in tcurned a, strangely affected by o o   stop t old ly cursed timer as o tc burned er, and sa tables and o crackle. ttering to  some butter out of ted a bit more for the crabs.

    Allie o tc. quot;Can I get table ready?quot;

    Noaer. quot;Sure, plates are over tensils and napkins t plenty - crabs can be messy, so ;

    look at   to realize