"I know you are in J town. What brings you here? And what are you going to do here?"
Oscar sat furiously in Harry's comfortable chair. He had to have a logical reason to cover up the real reason he was in this city. Oscar didn't want Bella involved either.
"I'm just on my vacation. Filling my free time. And looking for experience?"
Oscar hung his words.
Bella showed interest while guessing.
"By becoming an office worker? You've changed professions. Then, stop being a painter?"
"Not." Oscar vehemently denied.
"I can't stop being an artist. I love art. I will cherish my passion forever. Because of that, I separated myself from my mother. I was against her great desire to make me become a businessman."
"Then what are you doing currently?"
Oscar was still racking his brains. He hadn't heard Bella's voice in a long time. But strangely he did not feel the longing that he had thought all along.
