"Art is a microscope which the artist fixes on the secrets of his soul and shows to people these secrets which are common to all." — Leo Tolstoy
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" Where are you going? " Vivian asked as soon as she saw her sister head to the door.
She went on, "You just returned from the hospital not less than an hour and you need the rest. Moreover, Jasper will be here soon...." It dawned on her, "Don't tell me you're going to see Jasper?" she laughed knowing she had caught her sister red-handed in the act of running away.
"You talk too much," Scarlett rolled her eyes and turned to that woman.
"What?" Vivian felt she heard wrong, "Did you just say I talk too much?"
