Chapter 12

“A masterpiece,” said the plump lady. “I think we’ll take it,”

I smiled at them and took another sip of wine.

A little later, Stella made her speech. I stood behind her, to one side, doing my damnedest to blend in with the art.

“So it is with immense pleasure I present to you the artist himself, Daniel Greene.”

I stepped forward and took my bow. I think I managed a smile. I was so nervous I couldn’t remember. I bowed to the left and to the right then stepped back, desperate for the moment to end. My heart was pounding again and I felt as if I might faint. Fortunately, it was Stella to the rescue again.

“When can I go home?” I whispered.

Stella looked at me, surprised. “You don’t want to enjoy your moment?”

Her question made me squirm. Of course I wantedto enjoy my moment. I was just incapable of doing so. I might have been doing much better in my day to day life, but this was an unusual, out-of-the-ordinary situation.

I didn’t need to reply.