The Face of Love Page #3

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you'd like to have a look.

Okay.

Come on in.

So you'd consider yourself

a California artist?

No.

No, I'm more of an

all-over kind of guy.

Army brat, third generation.

Oh.

I signed up before

they could draft me.

Well, you made it back okay.

Yeah, I did.

Took my time.

Kind of... kind of walked back.

You walked back?

Well, I caught a cargo

plane to Kuala Lumpur,

got on a boat to Pondicherry,

went up India to Nepal,

down to Karachi,

across the Middle East,

North Africa, spent a

little time in Morocco.

I actually lived in

France for quite a while

and wound up in New

York ten years later.

Wow.

So you came back an artist.

Yeah, well, I think it was more

I was looking for the one thing

that would piss my

father off the most.

Mm. I always envied that

bohemian lifestyle.

I wanted to tramp around

the world and, you know,

drink cheap wine, live in a loft.

Wake up and paint?

Yes, smoke Gauloises.

So what stopped you?

Ah. I... fell in love.

Tragic.

Yeah.

Yes.

So what did you end up

doing with yourself?

Oh, this and that.

You know, 9 lives, 14 professions,

and I stage houses now.

You stage houses?

Yeah.

When people want to sell their house

but they moved out and it's empty,

I-I dress it.

I-I make it seem lived-in so people

can imagine themselves living there.

Oh.

Breathe life into the emptiness.

Do you have everything?

Uh, yeah.

Okay.

Good.

We'll call that a trial lesson.

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, you know, you

can stop now if you want.

No charge.

Keep the steak knives.

No, that's really the

nicest afternoon

I've had in a while.

Good.

Great.

So we'll keep going.

Oh, please.

I'll see you, um, Thursday.

Great.

I look forward to it.

All right. Bye.

Hi, Summer. It's Mom.

Um, I just was checking

in just to see,

um, how you're doing.

How's Josh?

Anyway, um, we just

hadn't talked in a while,

and I wanted to tell

you I missed you,

and I love you,

and, um, guess what.

I-I started an art class.

I know I have no skill whatsoever,

but, anyway, I just am

so excited about it.

I wanted to tell you.

So give me a call back

when you get a chance.

Bye.

Hi, Roger. It's me. Hi.

What are you doing?

Found this lovely gourmet shop around the

corner. I went a little crazy, but, uh...

Roger, I invited you.

Oh, please. A lot of this stuff

I had just lying around.

I was just waiting for

the right occasion.

Besides, any excuse to

break out the kitsch-ware.

Very cute.

Yeah. It was Susan's.

Her mother bought her

the complete set...

shellfish butter knives.

Stuff made her laugh.

Yeah, stuff still makes me smile.

Wow.

I can't have anything

of Garrett's around.

Really?

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