Harper Bennett put down the scissors and entered the house.
Aunt Leanne brought the coffee over.
Harper Bennett, holding a tablet, browsed the Official Website of the Osla Art Gallery, which had the latest news about the Photography Exhibition.
The date for Wyatt Wright's photography exhibit was set for mid-month.
Harper Bennett put down the tablet and made a call to her secretary, "Clear my schedule for the 17th."
Tonight, Wyatt came back very late.
Rae had already gone to sleep, but not deeply. The moment the blanket at her side was lifted, she woke up.
She turned over, "You're back."
"Mhm."
Wyatt lay down beside her.
She always liked to set the air conditioning very low when sleeping and then wrap herself in blankets, hugging Wyatt with her hands and feet.
"Is there a lot to do for the exhibition? You've been coming back late these days."
Wyatt turned off the light, "It'll get better after these few days."
"You're so busy, why don't you hire more assistants?"
