Chapter 160
Although there were only a couple of hundred yards between them, Beau felt like it took forever to cover the distance, his heart ratcheting up with hope with every step he took.
Finally, he stood in front of Jeanne-Marie. Breathless, he blurted, “You want me to stay.” It wasn’t a question.
Jeanne-Marie didn’t respond with words. He simply held out the drawing Beau had done of him and Beau took it, looking back and forth from paper to face and back again. He smiled. “It’s you.”
“You did that?” Jeanne-Marie asked and Beau felt a frisson of worry, wondering if Jeanne-Marie didn’t like the drawing or was somehow offended by it.
“Yes. You were asleep and the light coming in was so beautiful. I just wanted to capture you.” Beau paused, reining in his breath. “I wanted you to see yourself the way I do.”
Jeanne-Marie smiled then and Beau knew he had worried needlessly. “This is really the way you see me?”
“Yes.”