I did PT, went home, showered , ate a quick breakfast, then it was off to class. My painting class seemed promising, but I knew all those supplies wer... going to be expensive. Well, at least I could focus here. No beautiful girls to distract me, I thought wryly, Just the usual humdrum activities of the day. I was starting to recover my equilibrium. I checked my class schedule while I Idly considered how much these supplies would cost. My next class was Advanced Drawing, and according to the. ” I nodded in understanding. And who wouldn’t want to live a thousand miles closer to the equator, rheumatism or not. “I hope you’re not lonely, living on your own.” She bit her lip cutely, unwilling to respond, and I felt that I had touched a sore point. “Have you been in our house before?” I quickly changed the topic. “No. The previous owners, the Carruthers, were a bit, uhm, introverted. I don’t think anyone from the village ever stepped inside.” “Then it’s time you get a tour. Come on, I’ll. I was thinking that this isn't an abstract work but an actual, physical representation of noise and speed, just like the name says." Wow," I said. "You know I have always loved looking at art, and I have been here many times. But I have never really looked at this one for very long. Now I am glad that I stopped to give it a chance. Thank you."She smiled at me again, "I'm Mave," she said holding out her hand. I took it. We didn't actually shake, but rather just held each others' hands for a. . sure,” I answered. “Although I have a suspicion or two, I’m not sure.”“What are your suspicions?”“I don’t think I should say, as I could be very wrong. Either way, it’s obviously Coach’s idea, so we’ll just have to wait for her to say what she’ll say.”Civia looked at me hard for a bit, then nodded her head. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”“No need at all to apologize. Let’s get back to the game as soon as I respond to Coach. I think that we should go back a couple rooms and try that door we didn’t.