The next weekend passed slowly in Kid Blink's mind. There was no word from MacBeth. Neither Dutchy nor any of the others had seen, on what she had said was the girls' day off. The week that was ahead of them came with great sadness because she had not been by to visit them. A deep chill filled Blink's stomach for thinking that she had once again gotten caught and was in even deeper trouble for visiting them.
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It was a dark and chill night that Thursday.
Lizzy carefully withdrew the smooth canvas from her art portfolio. Kizzy wrinkled her auburn, sweaty nose at the smell of the various oils and paint thinners being laid out on the table. Elizabeth swatted her away with giggles as she pushed to add more supplies to the amount already overflowing the desk in the circular sunroom.
She slowly got to her feet and gently opened the balcony doors. "Hmmm..." she sighed as a gentle breeze engulfed her. Drawing her silk nightdress closer to her body to shield from the cold, she got to work.
Elizabeth had a mind to capture the entrancing view before her, the site that she would always remember as the place that had brought a sudden relief of happiness into her life. Because it was that place that had gotten her dreaming. And now, that week, all of those dreams had suddenly began to fade into reality. Without that place, her special place, who knows what kind of despair could have begun to cloud her life in this new and alluring country.
She thought of her friends. What better of a picture to capture than the place that had led her to them.
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Blink crouched down to not be seen through the large windows overlooking the street by his usual selling corner. He had been gazing upright at the balcony on the 5th floor for the past ten minuets.
That is, before the front room of the building had become occupied.
He cursed madly under his breath at the sudden sounds of scurrying footsteps and bright floods of light.
"Well, I guess I'd betta' do it now," he sighed.
