We had finished our desserts and were currently waiting for the owner of the restaurant to show up because Marco had requested for the owner of the restaurant to show up. I think… I hadn't been paying attention. My eyes were stuck on a painting hung on the far back wall of the restaurant. It was a huge painting and something about it was dark and sinister, but overall seeing it gave me déjà vu.
There was something I knew about that painting that wasn't coming to mind right now, and it was pissing me off that I couldn't remember what it was. If it was important, I needed to remember the details. From afar, the brushstrokes of the painting seemed so garish and grotesque, which was fitting considering the painting was of a naked couple with their skin pooled around their feet. Moreover, it seemed like the type of painting I'd find at abuela Montenegro's house. Maybe that's why it was giving me déjà vu?
