“As mom said, there's not much I'm good at.” I paused and smiled at mom “ Even though we just met for the first time, I brought a gift. Can I show it to you?” “You brought a gift? You didn't have to. Let me see, what is it?” Grandma Kay said.I stood up, walked to the seat behind us and pulled out an art portfolio bag. I unzipped it in front of everyone and pulled out a painting I made beforehand.“You painted this yourself?” Mr Roman asked, clearly impressed at the detail.“I can't place my finger on it but that painting looks oddly very familiar.” Mrs Lydia commented.I smiled.“It's a copy of a famous piece by George Baslitz. In other words, it's a forgery.” I looked at Mom as I said the last word and smiled. The smile on her face had vanished and she's now tense. Seems like she recognized the painting as I brought it out. Hmph.“You see, my mom provides a unique public service. She pays for copies of famous paintings and displays them in community centers and orphanages for peop
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