Early Monday evening Griff came in the door with his jacket slung over his shoulders. There was nothing he liked more at that moment than the soft blue dress with buttons down the front that Caydance was wearing. On her studio kitchen table, white daisies were arranged in a glass pitcher.
"Today in the Studio Workshop, I took the painting of Utah Beach off the wall," Caydance remarked an hour or so later.
"I laid it on the desk. With me I had Yes! paste, an exacto knife, and a new sheet of archival brown paper, already prepared in the correct size. Carefully, I removed the paper backing. In an envelope inside was a black and white photo -- not a professional photograph, but a snapshot taken by someone who was with him."
"With whom?"
"I don't know. At the nearest copyshop, I made several copies. Then I put the photo back inside the envelope, put the envelope behind the painting, sealed up the new backing. As soon as I arrived home, I addressed a copy to Susanna, sent it to her via express mail, prepped for class."