Keith yawned and stretched. He grimaced. He felt as if his hands would fall off because of painting his new project. When they went to the beach, an idea was stuck in his mind and he couldn't keep his hands off the canvas and started painting when they came back, and a week later, he finally finished it.
"It looks beautiful," Adelaide said from behind.
"Mom! You're always scaring me. Please don't do that," Keith jokingly said and laughed.
"I like that you're happy," Adelaide said and sat next to her son. "I like how you paint this one," she added, and touched the canvas. Keith blushed because he painted them…him and Darryl, facing the sea, and sitting on the shore under the moonlight.
"Mom, it was nothing," he lied.
"Uhuh? Okay, if you say so, but son, do you realize it's already
