Love Comes Silently(Senses 1) by Andrew Grey

Author:Andrew Grey [Grey, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

IT WASN’T working. Hours later, Hanna was still asleep and the

painting he’d been working on looked like a bunch of blotches. He couldn’t find a direction, and the image in his head kept shifting. Stepping back, he looked at what he’d done, and his eyes widened. He’d been painting a portrait of Mark, but what he’d done so far looked more like Patrick. He lifted the canvas off his easel, leaned it against the wall, and then set the singing Patrick on the easel. As soon as he did, everything came into focus. Ken fumbled with his CD player and found one of Patrick’s recordings.

As soon as the music began, Ken saw the image he needed in his mind’s eye. Patrick stood on stage wearing the clothes he wore to work in the yard. One song ended, and as another began, the image in his mind began to sing, and Ken got to work.

His hands flew as though they had a mind of their own. He now knew exactly what he wanted to achieve and he was determined to finish. The last details of the painting that had been so hard for him earlier went in with an ease that was almost too good to be true. By the time the CD stopped playing, Ken had set the now finished painting aside to dry.

“Daddy,” he heard from the other room. “I’m in here,” he told Hanna, and she wandered into the studio, rubbing her eyes. “Did you have a good nap, sweetheart?” Ken lifted her into his arms, and Hanna rested her head against his shoulder. Ken carefully closed his paints and put his brushes in thinner to clean a little later. He left the studio and carried Hanna through the house. They ended up in the living room, and he sat in one of the large chairs with Hanna on his lap, curled into his arms, as he turned on the television, and they watched cartoons together for the rest of the afternoon.

“What do you want for dinner?” Ken asked as the room began to dim. They had moved to the sofa, but every time he’d gotten up to leave, she’d moved closer. Ken wasn’t going to begrudge her any attention he could lavish on her, so he stayed and watched cartoons that threatened to turn his mind to mush.

“Maccheese with Patrick,” Hanna answered, and Ken sighed. “He makes the best mac-cheese.” “I know, honey, and we can check to see if he’s home, but he may be gone.” Ken still had things he wanted to talk over with him. Hanna got up and hunted up her jacket, then stood by the door waiting for Ken. Deciding it wasn’t worth the fight, he got his own jacket and held Hanna’s hand as they walked to Patrick’s. The house was dark, and there didn’t appear to be anyone home. Hanna insisted on ringing the bell and swore she could hear someone inside, but there were no lights and no one answered.

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