Canvas 2

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It was on the ground baking in the sun at a garage sale. It was the first thing he noticed when he walked up the driveway. Red and white spiraled into one another on a large canvas. He looked over and noticed his friend sitting in the garage (it was her garage sale), he waved.

“How much for this?” he asked. He was already picturing it above his bookcase. A bust of Shakespeare and a signed southern rock vinyl album right below it.

“I did that a few years ago,” she said, emerging from the garage. “It was just a phase I was in at the time. You can have it for free.”

His eyes lit up.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“I’m happy enough just knowing it’s found a good home.”


The canvas sat atop bills on the kitchen table for a week before it finally found its place above the bookcase. Now each morning when he trots down the stairs on his way to work there’s always something to smile about. Just a phase. It was all created in just a phase.

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