“How many pieces did you have on your exhibit?” Jamie asked and Tyler was thankful. She’s finally talking to him.
“About thirty. I worked on it for six months.”
“Cool. Which is your best piece?” She really liked the one with the smallest subject on a corner. It spoke volumes to her. What are the chances it’s still available? Ha-ha. She chuckled in her mind.
“The literal piece, but with fishes.” He scanned through his gallery and showed it to her.
Oh, fishes in the sea.
“But how are they lost?”
“What? Do you think fishes don’t get lost just because they’re in the sea? A lot of people in the world are lost, yet we’re home, aren’t we? It’s where we’re supposed to be, but sometimes it doesn’t feel like it.”
Jamie stared at him. She didn’t realize he’s a philosopher. This side of hi
