?Now I remember why I bought this,? he said. ?Maybe it’s time to hang it again.?I looked at it, seeing an old boyhood memory return to life. The wom...n was there, just as I’d left her. And now, she was definitely older than the one in my own painting. It was the same woman, just at different ages. We took it out of the frame, carefully of course. There was nothing at the bottom or along any edges. No initials or anything. But on the back of the canvas were two lines of writing. ‘Sullivan’ and. "The polite smile promptly left Kyle's lips as the disappointment sunkin. He sincerely wanted to say something witty and acidic to this,something that conveyed his deepest feelings, but his mind, laboringunder the aftereffects of the liquor he had consumed, quite simplyfailed to come up with anything even halfway adequate. This left himwith no other option than giving the geek a wordless despising stare."You know, a meme," Marty broke the increasingly awkward silence. Hissmile, unlike Kyle's,. My friend. She always will be." I thought she was more. I thought you loved her." I'll always love Tami. She was my first." But not your last?" Life's complicated." That's always your excuse. Life's complicated. Maybe you'd better uncomplicate it." Wouldn't that be nice," I said wistfully. "A life without complications. I think they call that death." God, I hate you sometimes." That's too bad, I've always liked you." Ladies!" I shouted to get their attention."He's going to yell at us again,". I got up and, facing him, struggled by, bending down his way, dipping my front down to droop open a bit, just teasing him with a look down my front, then, in the aisle, close to him, stretching up, putting my hoodie in the overhead, then, squeezing by him again, this time facing the other way with my butt right in his face as I skootched by. When I sat down in my seat, I had pulled up my dress some so when I did bend toward him, the front of my dress would fall open. I was going to have fun.