Caged (On Hold)

Chapter 19

Had no WiFi these past few days hence there were no updates. Hopefully, we will be getting it all fixed tomorrow. Currently have WiFi so I will write a very short chapter so it can be published before I lose WiFi again. Sorry if there are a million mistakes, I am writing this as fast as I can.

Christian
We had continued discussing business while Jackson took a nap. We were all happy with everything planned, so the band left. Darcy refused to leave until Jackson woke up as she needed to double check his tail before she left.

Jackson finally woke up and came and sat with me and Darcy on the couch. She observed his tail. Once she was certain she was happy she kissed us goodbye and left too.

Me and Jackson curled up together on the couch and watched Spongebob. "Thank you for my drawings. They are unbelievable. I will buy some nice frames to put them in and hang them up on that wall there, for everyone to see." I said, pointing to the wall opposite us.

"Do you really like them?" Jackson asked.

"I love them." I said, snuggling up to him. "Have you ever drawn professionally?"

"Nope."

"Well...I think you should set up your own little business selling drawings and paintings. I am sure people will love your work." I said, thinking.

"How would I do that?" Jackson said, turning to face me.

"Well, I could help set up your own website, advertising your art work. If people want them, then they pay you through the website and you send them the art work in the mail. You could even take requests from people and complete a piece of art work specifically for them."

"That's a really good idea...and I will have fun doing all the art work..." Jackson's face lit up.

"You really do like art don't you?" I stated rather than asked.

"Yep. I always drew pictures for mum. But once I was sold, very few Masters let me own anything. So I stopped art, but I still loved it, even though I wasn't able to do it." He said.

"I have an idea...go in the room and bring your art stuff out here." I said. He got up and ran to the bedroom. I cleared everything off the coffee table and put two pillows on the floor. One for me, the other for Jackson. He came back with his art things. "Put them on here. We will have an arty afternoon...evening...thing."

He smiled from ear to ear. We drew for an hour, I then got up to make us dinner. But insisted he carried on and that he didn't need to help me make dinner. While I was waiting for the lasagne to cook I looked up the website for an art gallery near by. Hmm...I wonder when I should book the tickets for us to go...definitely for after his tail has healed. Maybe it should be a "glad you are better" present. I had a huge grin on my face as I looked through the ticket prices.