Ch.6 New Starts
"I need an anchor
To hold me through the storm
I see the danger
Can't fight it on my own"
Donna was slowly walking down the busy New York street on a Sunday afternoon. Harvey somehow managed to get Jessica to give them a whole day off and now she was supposed to meet him at a little bakery he wanted to show her the other day.
"Come on! You just got here a few weeks ago and you till haven't had some damn cheesecake?" Harvey said shaking his head at his unbelievable secretary. She rolled her eyes at his childishness.
Huh, why was he really like this? It was so out of character for him.
"I guess it's now on my new bucket list." She said sarcastically. He scoffed.
"You have the worst bucket list in the world, Donna. It's full of boring normal things." Harvey said looking up at the sky and shaking his hands silently mouthing 'why me?' Donna raised an eyebrow at his antics.
"Will you stop the dramatics if I have some damn cheesecake?" She asked warily.
"YES!" Hs exclaimed with way too much excitement. She sighed.
"Harvey, you're being a child." Donna said plainly.
"Yes, I know – are you envious?" He asked playfully. She glanced up at his eyes - he was only half joking.
She think he was actually enjoying that.
Donna glanced around the neighborhood street filled with kids of all ages playing basketball to hop scotch to tag. She was so preoccupied with the surreal image of laughing children having fun together that she didn't see where she was going and suddenly tripped over a pair of little feet.
OHPH!
"Ahhh! My picture!" A little girl shrieked. Donna winced as she lifted herself off the hard concrete and stared at a tiny dark haired girl who looked like she was about to cry. Donna glanced down at the half ripped piece of paper in the girl's little hands.
"Oh…I'm sorry." Donna apologized. She winced internally – great, first day off the job and she practically made a child cry.
"I-it's okay. It wasn't coming out how I wanted it to anyway." The little girl said sadly. Donna paused.
"What were you trying to draw?" She asked tilting her head to the side trying to make out the little scribbles on the ripped sheet of paper.
"Everything." The girl said with a sigh. Donna had to cover her mouth to stop herself from smiling.
"Yeah, yeah missy. I know what you're thinking. But it's not impossible! I just have to get everyone on the street and all the stuff they are doing on this piece of paper!" Thr girl said holding up a fresh white sheet of paper and a pencil with a determined look on her face.
"Would you like me to give it a shot?" Donna found herself asking before the thought had fully registered in her mind. The little girl seemed to consider that offer very seriously and finally came to a decision.
"Okay – but I'm going to sit here and make sure you did it right!" The girl said in compromise. Donna laughed. She sat down beside the little artist and held out her hand for the pencil.
The next thing she knew 20 minutes had flown by.
"How does this look?" Donna asked showing the little girl her detailed work. The girl gasped.
"It's perfect!" She squealed. Donna looked up to see if she missed anything and finally noticed a new figure dressed in a loose white shirt and dark jeans leaning against a car and watching her with a small smile on his face.
She made sure to draw him really well on the page with extra care.
A/N: Continue or not to continue? That is the question.