Canvasses hug the walls resembling fanned out slices of thick bread. Some are commissions waiting for collection. Most are studies in vermillion or viridian in the likeness of my current favourite, Renoir.
Andromeda stared at her bloodstained t-shirt in disbelief. The most exciting thing she had planned for the day was a dental appointment for a long-overdue check-up. How the hell had this happened? The other women in the room were in various stages of shock and she needed to take control.