Epilogue:
The dark haired couple walked across the marble floors of the Louvre and up the stairs, the girl in her purple floral print dress smiled back at her more intense looking escort as she pulled him along by his hand. Her excitement was evident in her smile as they walked from one room to another. She turned in front of him and her skirt flared slightly, her violet eyes sparkling as she giggled.
She wore a denim jacket over the long sleeved dress and her flat shoes sported gold buckles over her toes and she turned and looked at all the art around her, admiring everything with wonder until they came to the exhibit featuring Van Gogh. She turned as the man watched her mouth fall open in excitement and she giggled and bounced on her toes as she ran, pulling him to her favorite painting and stood before Starry Night.
He put and arm around her as she admired the play of color over the canvas, and he looked down at her and smiled with her. Her eyes shimmered with a silvery glow that swirled like a galaxy that faded as she blinked, her violet eyes taking their normal hue once again.
"I do like this one." He said to her, and she smiled back up at him.
"I love the colors." She replied. "He took all his pain and suffering and turned it into beauty for all to see, he created life where there was none, and gave his soul to us all to see and touch."
"I am glad you brought me here." He said and pressed he lips to the top of her head as she leaned into him, a few couples looking at the fashionable couple and admired their style. She looked up at him and kissed his lips and he smiled back down at her as she pulled him over to look at Sunflowers. They stood before the painting and moved slowly around the room, admiring each work as if it were something greater than themselves. They returned again to Starry Night and she put her arms around his waist as he rested his hand on her back, his black wool coat and polished shoes making him stand out among the other tourists, but he did not seem to care.
People passed within feet of them, but never looked twice at the man and woman who stood apart form them. An elderly couple glanced over at them when she giggled again and smiled at the nice young couple admiring the paintings, and passed on into their own lives.
The girl turned and laughed at seeing the paintings, and the man looked at her amused as she looked down at her guidebook.
"What wonder do you want to see next?" He asked her and she smiled up at him and put her arms around his waist and she looked at the paintings and smiled.
"Where do you want to go?" She asked him and he laughed.
"How about that sunny beach, with colorful drinks with little umbrellas, where the ocean is the same color as the sky?" He asked and she giggled a bit and sucked on her lower lip in thought.
"How about we just go home?" She suggested and he nodded in agreement.
"That can be done." he said and she laughed into his chest, as they admired Starry Night again as they sat on a padded bench together.
"I really do like this one." The man said and she smiled up at him and sighed.
"I thought you would." she replied as he draped his arm over her, she rested her head on his shoulder and he looked down at her as a man walked past and admired her.
"How do you feel?" She asked her companion as they sat and looked at the painting.
"Alive." He said and smiled.