Pulling on a shirt, I opened the door and my friend burst inside.“Someone… attacked me… last night,” she screamed, hyperventilating. Startled,...I took her in my arms to comfort her and guided her to sit next to me on the bed.“What happened?” I asked when she caught her breath.“I woke up and he was on me. I couldn’t push him off,” she sobbed. “I yelled but no one heard me.”Holding her close with my arm around her back, I felt her shudder as she recalled the details. “He felt cold. Even though. I can see that you are a man for whom words come easy. I can draw or paint, but I'm not so good with words. You were right about everything. His name was Giuseppe Todaro; he is Italian, and he could definitely paint. But his paintings depicted things and ideas; they didn't look like anything real. To me, his paintings were just splashes of color and jagged lines. I couldn't understand his works, but it seems Maria did. His paintings spoke to her on some level that I could never see or. More

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