A/N: Thanks to all of you who have reviewed this so far. I hope it is
providing some entertainment as we all wait for the upcoming new epi this
Friday. Special thanks to AL for pointing out a major spelling error and
to "dokushoka79" who has taken the time to review each chapter
individually.
Yes...the plot thickens...hope you like the next two chapters....
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Chapter 6 – Interlude
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The day passed for both Adam and Joan. It was full of excitement and experiences. Joan spent her day doing whatever errand Adam asked her to....find a brochure of the artists displaying, locate where the closest place for lunch was, offer an opinion some of the other works on display. Joan was off on one of those errands when two gentlemen approached Adam. Adam, to occupy his time had been sitting working intently on a sketch.
"Mr. Rove?"
Adam was drawn back to the world around him, and setting his sketch pad aside, stood to greet the two men who had approached, "Yes."
"Mr. Rove, I'm not sure if you recall meeting me several months ago, in Arcadia."
"Yes, of course, Mr. Williams isn't it? You are one of the professors here in Fine Arts Department here at the University."
"Yes, Larry Williams. Mr. Rove, I'd like to introduce to you to Dr. Timothy Foster. Dr. Foster is the Dean of the College of the Arts."
"I'm pleased to meet you Dr. Foster."
"Mr. Rove, I'm pleased to meet you as well. Larry here told me of meeting you several months ago and when we had an opening develop in the exhibit he insisted that your work would make a wonderful addition. I can see now why he felt as he did."
"Thank you sir. I'm really honored that you invited me to participate."
"You've chosen an extremely interesting medium in which to work. I imagine you find your materials in all sorts of interesting locations."
Adam smiled, answering, "Yes sir, that is definitely true."
"Do you limit your work primarily to sculpture, or are you interested in other areas?"
"Primarily sculpture, it seems to be where I can best express myself and my thoughts. Though I do occasionally sketch, but I don't display those, they are primarily for my own enjoyment."
"I noticed as we approached that you were pretty intent on your sketchbook, would you mind if I took a look?"
"No, I guess not," Adam replied, picking his sketchbook up and handing it to Dr. Foster.
Dr. Foster accepted the book as Adam handed it to him. He looked at the sketch Adam had been working on and then glanced through the other sketches in the book before commenting.
"Mr. Rove, it seems you have a talent for drawing as well as sculpture. These drawings are quite good. You seemed to capture your subject, very well. I take it from your notes that her name is Jane?"
"Thank you Dr. Foster and yes, she's Jane, at least to me."
"She's very pretty; she must be special to you for you to have so many vivid memories of her."
"Yes, she is very special to me."
"The sketch that you were working on when we approached, how long have you been working on it?" asked Mr. Williams.
"Maybe for the last 30 minutes or so."
"I didn't notice your model, were you sketching from memory?" Mr. Williams inquired.
"Actually, yes, I have an eidetic memory, so sketching just seems to come easily for me."
"Amazing, "offered Dr. Foster, handing the sketchbook back to Adam.
"I guess so."
"Well Mr. Rove, we won't take anymore of your time. Again, let us both say how pleased we are that you could join us this year. Though it is somewhat premature, please be assured that you will be receiving an invitation to exhibit next year as well." Mr. Williams said.
"Thank you sir, I'll look forward to it."
"Mr. Rove it has been a pleasure meeting you," commented Dr. Foster. "We'll look forward to seeing you again next year and perhaps you'll seriously consider joining us here at the University as a student after you complete high school."
"I'll do that. Thank you."
As Adam watched the two men walked away, Joan approached from the other direction.
"Hey Adam, I'm back. Who were those two men you were talking to?"
"Hey Jane. Um, the one was Mr. Williams, the guy that called your mom to invite me to exhibit here. The other one was the dean of the art school here."
"I was nice they stopped by."
"Yeah, they asked me back for next year and also want me to think about attending college here."
"Adam that's fantastic, my mom will be excited to here about it."
"Yeah, I guess so. Hey, did you get a hold of her on the phone? How's Luke?"
"Yeah I did, Luke's out of surgery and everything went fine. I talked to Grace as well and she is busily planning ways to annoy Luke while he can't talk, just like we thought she would."
"Sounds like Grace."
"Have you looked outside recently?"
"No why?"
"Well Grace said the weather at home has turned really ugly. She was really annoyed, saying it wasn't fair that there should be a big snowstorm at the start of spring break."
"The exhibit closes for the evening in 15 minutes so we can see what it is like here when we leave."
"Sounds good."
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Fifteen minutes later when Joan and Adam exited the exhibit hall they were met with a fairly heavy rain, being driven by a cold wind.
"Yuck," Joan exclaimed.
"That's a good word to describe it," Adam replied.
"Looks as if we should have brought an umbrella. We're gonna get soaked walking the two blocks back to the hotel."
"Unchallenged," Adam offered with a smile.
"What are you smiling about? I see you putting your sketchbook under your coat so 'it' doesn't get wet."
"Ah, come on Jane. The sketchbook would get ruined with the rain. We're just gonna get really wet. Where's your sense of adventure?"
Joan glanced back at Adam and smiled. He was right. She should be enjoying her adventures with Adam this weekend. All too soon they would come to an end when they went back home and he was back with Iris. "Oh alright....but I get first dibs on 'your' shower. Let's go"
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Yes...the plot thickens...hope you like the next two chapters....
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Chapter 6 – Interlude
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The day passed for both Adam and Joan. It was full of excitement and experiences. Joan spent her day doing whatever errand Adam asked her to....find a brochure of the artists displaying, locate where the closest place for lunch was, offer an opinion some of the other works on display. Joan was off on one of those errands when two gentlemen approached Adam. Adam, to occupy his time had been sitting working intently on a sketch.
"Mr. Rove?"
Adam was drawn back to the world around him, and setting his sketch pad aside, stood to greet the two men who had approached, "Yes."
"Mr. Rove, I'm not sure if you recall meeting me several months ago, in Arcadia."
"Yes, of course, Mr. Williams isn't it? You are one of the professors here in Fine Arts Department here at the University."
"Yes, Larry Williams. Mr. Rove, I'd like to introduce to you to Dr. Timothy Foster. Dr. Foster is the Dean of the College of the Arts."
"I'm pleased to meet you Dr. Foster."
"Mr. Rove, I'm pleased to meet you as well. Larry here told me of meeting you several months ago and when we had an opening develop in the exhibit he insisted that your work would make a wonderful addition. I can see now why he felt as he did."
"Thank you sir. I'm really honored that you invited me to participate."
"You've chosen an extremely interesting medium in which to work. I imagine you find your materials in all sorts of interesting locations."
Adam smiled, answering, "Yes sir, that is definitely true."
"Do you limit your work primarily to sculpture, or are you interested in other areas?"
"Primarily sculpture, it seems to be where I can best express myself and my thoughts. Though I do occasionally sketch, but I don't display those, they are primarily for my own enjoyment."
"I noticed as we approached that you were pretty intent on your sketchbook, would you mind if I took a look?"
"No, I guess not," Adam replied, picking his sketchbook up and handing it to Dr. Foster.
Dr. Foster accepted the book as Adam handed it to him. He looked at the sketch Adam had been working on and then glanced through the other sketches in the book before commenting.
"Mr. Rove, it seems you have a talent for drawing as well as sculpture. These drawings are quite good. You seemed to capture your subject, very well. I take it from your notes that her name is Jane?"
"Thank you Dr. Foster and yes, she's Jane, at least to me."
"She's very pretty; she must be special to you for you to have so many vivid memories of her."
"Yes, she is very special to me."
"The sketch that you were working on when we approached, how long have you been working on it?" asked Mr. Williams.
"Maybe for the last 30 minutes or so."
"I didn't notice your model, were you sketching from memory?" Mr. Williams inquired.
"Actually, yes, I have an eidetic memory, so sketching just seems to come easily for me."
"Amazing, "offered Dr. Foster, handing the sketchbook back to Adam.
"I guess so."
"Well Mr. Rove, we won't take anymore of your time. Again, let us both say how pleased we are that you could join us this year. Though it is somewhat premature, please be assured that you will be receiving an invitation to exhibit next year as well." Mr. Williams said.
"Thank you sir, I'll look forward to it."
"Mr. Rove it has been a pleasure meeting you," commented Dr. Foster. "We'll look forward to seeing you again next year and perhaps you'll seriously consider joining us here at the University as a student after you complete high school."
"I'll do that. Thank you."
As Adam watched the two men walked away, Joan approached from the other direction.
"Hey Adam, I'm back. Who were those two men you were talking to?"
"Hey Jane. Um, the one was Mr. Williams, the guy that called your mom to invite me to exhibit here. The other one was the dean of the art school here."
"I was nice they stopped by."
"Yeah, they asked me back for next year and also want me to think about attending college here."
"Adam that's fantastic, my mom will be excited to here about it."
"Yeah, I guess so. Hey, did you get a hold of her on the phone? How's Luke?"
"Yeah I did, Luke's out of surgery and everything went fine. I talked to Grace as well and she is busily planning ways to annoy Luke while he can't talk, just like we thought she would."
"Sounds like Grace."
"Have you looked outside recently?"
"No why?"
"Well Grace said the weather at home has turned really ugly. She was really annoyed, saying it wasn't fair that there should be a big snowstorm at the start of spring break."
"The exhibit closes for the evening in 15 minutes so we can see what it is like here when we leave."
"Sounds good."
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Fifteen minutes later when Joan and Adam exited the exhibit hall they were met with a fairly heavy rain, being driven by a cold wind.
"Yuck," Joan exclaimed.
"That's a good word to describe it," Adam replied.
"Looks as if we should have brought an umbrella. We're gonna get soaked walking the two blocks back to the hotel."
"Unchallenged," Adam offered with a smile.
"What are you smiling about? I see you putting your sketchbook under your coat so 'it' doesn't get wet."
"Ah, come on Jane. The sketchbook would get ruined with the rain. We're just gonna get really wet. Where's your sense of adventure?"
Joan glanced back at Adam and smiled. He was right. She should be enjoying her adventures with Adam this weekend. All too soon they would come to an end when they went back home and he was back with Iris. "Oh alright....but I get first dibs on 'your' shower. Let's go"
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