1Victor was an artist, and Victoria knew it well. He had shared with her all of his drawing books, most of his pictures were of bugs, or of odd shaped leaves that happened to blow by, one beautiful drawing of a butterfly had Victoria in aw of her husband's talent. But drawing wasn't the only way Victor expressed his artistic talents, he was a genius in the art of music, clumsy though he may be, his fingers were truly flawless on the keys of a piano. She remembered very clearly the day that they first met, him sitting on the piano bench in the foyer of her home. And she remembered all to clearly that she had startled Victor by sneaking up behind him, and making him knock over the bench, then sending a vase with a dying flower clatter to the floor.