ago, and ser sc to  o be.

    No seemed, not seemed so improbable, everyto place as it  sicle in t  very difficult to imagine, because ines seldom c  try club, to te scal. After t, a visit o get ready for dinner  a point to leave   a week she saw him regularly.

    S t,  one day en promised to and usually folloing back to t;I cant tonig; ;Im sorry, but I cant. Let me make it up to you later.quot;

    S like to argue  it, mostly because selling trutrial  s imes ing   to spend time h her now.

    S gallery, almost  in ion, turned and  back. S t   least t?

    S inside - it  of t Street - and broings. Many of tists rong sea flavor to ts of ocean scenes, sandy beacugboats, piers, and seagulls. But most of all, s .

    On one ings t more suited astes. All ist s appeared to ecture of ting s, sed tist ed t completely focused. Yet t directing  s. It ic. t about it, t, and s before s s because it reminded  more closely and t to  maybe Noa. Maybe sart painting again.

    At nine-ty Allie left t to ment store doo took a fees to find  ion. Paper, dra good enoug  painting, but it art, and sed by time s back to  at tarted  getting t again, letting ser a fees of abstraction, screet scene as seen from   came. It  as if sopped.

    S o try next and finally decided. Since s  in arting. And t  scene, it came naturally and began to take form.

    Minutes passed quickly. Seadily but cime frequently so s be late, and s a little before noon. It aken almost t surprised  lo