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Chapter 11

Author: Olivia Saxton
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            Desmond, the art coordinator, was happily informing Jessica that three of her photographs had sold. Jessica was happy and relieved at the same time. She knew Mrs. Grayson-Hanson had bought the West Virginia photograph.

            “Jessica, I heard through the grapevine that you were a painter as well,” Desmond said.

            “That’s correct.”

            “I own an art gallery. I would love to take a look at your painting portfolio to see if I could display some of your pieces.”

            Jessica lit up. “That would be great. Are you willing to come to my loft after the New Year to take a look at my work?

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Linda Parizeau
Charles is some prick. What a disgusting man!
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Loving this book so far!
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I have enjoyed this far but the cost to read on is too much. Best of luck Author.
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