I picked up the sketchbook and walked out. I realized that was one of his moves. When you are finished, just leave.Bosch’s triptych in the Museo del...Prado in Madrid is nearly seven feet tall and thirteen feet wide. It must have taken forever to paint it and that clued me in on the scope of the project I’d proposed at the airport. I needed to get a rendering for that project done and get out there to lay in the base soon. Doing a project that big was going to be a monster task.Doing my own. That is why you are here. Why to you suppose the white rabbit tricked you into dropping down the hole?” Al was angry. He stamped a front hoof. “Stop wasting my time. You have two choices, either lean over the table if you want privacy. Or get on your hands and knees out in the field.” He snorted. “I prefer the grass." “Why?” Angel asked timorously. By now, she had accepted her fate.“In the grass everyone can see me do you Slut. It’s good for business.” Al said. “If you squeal real loud while. If you wanted a drink or food you would order it from them! One of these was taking an order from one of the three ladies and it was this table Renzo showed me too. One of the ladies he introduced to me as, Gabriella, his wife! I smiled, shook hands with her and the other two, feeling extremely embarrassed.In Italian Renzo explained who I was, an American, a writer and artist and here to do some illustrative work. They smiled and nodded. I smiled back and looked questioningly at Renzo.Turning. She knew she was being silly. Who would want to capture them on an island and for what reason?Of course she did have a lot of money, as David's father had been very wealthy. Most people didn't know that they had that much money though because they never flaunted it. In fact, Amanda didn't really know how much money she actually had. She lived in a modest house in an upscale neighborhood but nothing exclusive. They had a Volvo wagon and a small Mercedes ... most of the neighbors drove much more.