"Depression is a prison where you are both the suffering prisoner and the cruel jailer,"
----Dorothy Rowe
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"Holy s**t," Ethan repeated and I turned to see him standing behind me. He has the same dazed expression on his face that I had when I first saw this, years ago. No...I was wrong. He didn't have the same expression. I was dazed the first time I saw this. He was too but not in a good way. Definitely not.
"What is that?" He demanded, moving closer to take a close look.
"A painting," I replied, my heart beating loudly against my chest. It was not just any painting. It was the pa
