There was no doubt when she found the sketch. She froze in place, just staring at the page. I wasn't sure she was breathing. Just when I started thinking that I had made a mistake in showing it to her, she looked up from it.

"You did this?"

"Well, yeah. I drew it that night. Before I did the hair thing."

"It's amazing." Amy looked back down at it, her eyes were still wide in fascination. "How long did it take you? I slept through the whole thing?"

"A few hours. I did my best not to disturb you." I stretched out, put my head on the pillow, and closed...