Turning Point (A Reaching Out Novel)

Chapter Thirty-Five

When they left, I went to the Painting room, to see all of her paintings.

Since I also paint and I love paintings, I can tell that she paints good.

Her choices of colour are exquisite!

There were paintings of her bridal bouquet, a painting of the time when we went to the market and bought hats, a painting of the time when we went yachting, and we were watching the sunset, basically, she painted the memorable days of our lives.

She likes painting birds, silhouette of birds, birds flying, well, birds.

It's like I'm in Allana's mind, and there in the center was her painting of me.

Her paintings should be seen by the public. We should have a public viewing of her paintings, these are all amazing.

All of her paintings were realistic.

When I went back our room, it was dark outside, 7 pm to be exact, and they're not back yet, maybe they were caught up with the thing they're doing.

So, I went to Allana's closet and found her photo albums when she was a kid.

Being alone makes me crazy.

Last time I was alone, I watched movies.

Now, I'm looking at Allana's past.

There were photos of her and Brad, their first day of school, their first birthday, and one photo caught my eye, the caption read -'September 16th, 1987'

My third birthday celebration, the photo was Allana and I were having a cake fight. Just the two of us.

Another photo was a playdate, more like a swimming date, 'August 21st, 1989' the timestamp read.

Allana practically grew up with me.

But the photos of us ended in 1989.

But went back in what? 2011.

While flipping a page, I gave myself a paper cut.

" Ow. "

And while rushing to wash it in the bathroom, I tripped on the carpet.

" Shit. "

And when I reached the faucet, I accidentally turned on the hot water.

" Ah! Shit! Shit! " I shouted.

My hand was practically scalded by a small paper cut.

I tended to my injuries.

It took me a hour to tend to my stupidity.

Then, I ate dinner alone.

Whatever Allana and William are doing they are to finish it now, Allana has to perfect my hand.

I did a good job on my hand.

Disinfected it and then wrapped it.

Good job Harry.