Chapter 34

I loved art class. I felt more at ease in this class than all the others. Jonah, she didn’t like been called professor or Mrs. Jonah, was a wonderful teacher. She dressed up more like a goth and a hippie, depending on her mood, than I did. To her, art was who you are, how you feel and the way you dress. It was everything about your life.

If Maria saw and heard her she’d have a heart attack and blame my fashion confusion on Jonah.

She helped me catch up the few weeks I had been gone. She taught me all the drawing concepts during a private tutorial. She was impressed by how fast I understood everything. She was more pleased that I was one of the most talented students she has ever had in her class. I found that incredulous. Yes, I drew a lot on paper and napkins when I felt bored but I never took it seriously.

When the hour was up, I put away my sketchpad and stood at my locker in the art class. We weren’t yet allowed to leave the class with our sketches. She said until we actually draw