I was still drawing and writing the stories. Each time I finished a painting, Andy would ask me to tell the story. I was becoming more comfortable wit... the storytelling. There was a difference between writing a story and walking through the chapel and telling a story. I tried to maintain painting a panel twice a week.Even though the chapel wasn’t officially finished or dedicated, the Jesuit brothers began holding a kind of evening service there and I could listen to them singing. It wasn’t a. She wore a black skirt, knee length and a white blouse (company issue), short blond hair and black "nerd glasses". Her six inch stilletos worked in, she was shouting on the cellphone to her loser boyfriend when she walked into the kitchen. She was startled to see me and walked straight into the little plastic bin, toe first. Ayooow, shit she yelled out in agony...and fuck you Tom and hung up on him.I rushed to her aid. I lead her chair next to the table and immediately removed her shoe. Sorry. More

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