Chapter 10

When I went home that day, I went upstairs to put my bag down and I went down into our basement to retrieve the things that I would need to paint.

At school, I had decided that I was going to paint a picture of a cat and give it to Liam. I remember that he said that he wanted to paint a picture of a cat because he loved cats. After getting the equipment and tools, I brought them to the spare room that was rarely used and set them up. I brought out the paints that I will need and began painting.

I was painting for half an hour, when I heard the door opening. My mom stepped through the door.

"Hey sweetie. What are you doing?" She asks as she steps closer to me.

"I'm painting a picture." I respond and continue with my work.

"Okay. Is it for class?"

"No. I'm painting it for a friend." I reply.

"Oh, that's nice." She steps beside me to look at the painting. "Is that a cat?"

"Yeah. He likes cats." I supply.

"He? So it's a boy?" She lifts her eyebrows at me. I nod. "Who is this boy? Do I k