"Look at this." Sarah Gilbert is temporarily left alone without her husband bothering her, it's been 20 minutes since Josh Gilbert had come over asking when they can leave. She doesn't realize it but this is truly the happiest she have ever felt since this morning. Her husband, Josh Gilbert, not a fan of sculpture, museum in general, but normally not someone that's childish, someone that is immature, had left stomping away like a 12 year old, Sarah was a little frightened by the suddenly illogical behavior from her husband.
But now it doesn't matter, nothing matters it seems. Sarah feels her cheek glows as she lean closer to the sculpture, layers of darkness fold and froze in confused flexed mud, like moments ago it was still melting, and perhaps dying a little.
But it is perfectly still.
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Any thoughts would help. I really appreciate any responses.
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