Chapter 21 When The Silence Breaks
- I didn’t plan to see him again so soon.
- But two days after the garden, I saw him in the corner of the art museum on 6th and Eldridge. Alone. Staring at a canvas I didn’t understand—just a sea of red, torn edges and thick strokes that looked like anger held too long.
- He didn’t look surprised when I stood next to him.