Memory 99
Dismantling your art room took the most out of me. I kept it for last. I asked the local art teacher to help me. Issac was one of the children we fostered at the beginning and he was the only one who took your art school suggestion seriously before coming back to teach high school. I liked that you were always meticulously neat when it came to the organisation of this room. I put up your half-finished paintings, I knew they would keep you alive for me. The rest of the unused or partially used equipment I gave to Issac to take back to the high school. It took weeks to select which paintings to sell and Rosh's wife organised the auction and sale of them. You were right about her by the way, she did care.
A/N: The last chapter comes out tomorrow.
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