A Painting at the Gallery Looked Exactly Like My Daughter – But When I Met the Artist, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

mom.”

“And you’re Nova,” I said. “Lily told me a lot of stories.”

Her eyes filled instantly. “She talked about me?”

“All the time, sweetheart.”

That seemed to break something in her.

“But not like this,” I continued gently. “I didn’t know you two were this close.”

Nova glanced toward the gallery like she wanted to run.

I stepped closer.

“Why did you paint continue reading …