Chapter 169 Dora

• Three Weeks Later...
• My pencil whips across the page as I finish the hair on the portrait of the girl I've been working on for the last two days. Portrait number eight to be precise. Only two more to go until my set for the gallery is complete. I'm both nervous and insanely excited at the same time.
• But my process has completely changed. Over the last twenty-one days, my confidence has greatly improved. Giordan had one of the rooms in the house converted overnight into my own private studio, with floor to ceiling windows that open onto the back lawn, and I've been practically glued to my stool, hunched over my gorgeous artist's table, sketching my brains out from dusk to dawn.