A few minutes later, Jessica heard the sound of Henry leaving with Secretary Allen.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to dispel the heaviness pressing against her chest.

Mabel stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, raising her hand several times as if to knock and offer Jessica some comfort, but in the end, she let her hand fall.

It seemed that nothing she could say would make a difference.

The next morning, Jessica set out with her finished piece and headed to a framing shop.

After picking out a frame, she pulled her artwork from her tote and typed a message on her phone, asking the owner to mount it for her.

When the shop owner saw Jessica's work, his eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait-

this is made out of paper?"

Jessica smiled and nodded.

"You did this yourself?"

She nodded again.

studied the piece in awe. "This is incredible. I've never seen papercutting

lady-her flowing gown and delicate features rendered in intricate layers. The Wheelers' home, after all, was decorated in a style reminiscent of

the frame, it was almost hard to believe Jessica had fashioned it from paper-the likeness was so vivid, it seemed the lady's eyes might blink

devotee of Renaissance art and traditional crafts. Even though you just made this, it's a testament to classic

risk picking a mediocre frame for them. She'd chosen this shop

typed her reply: This one was commissioned.

clearly taken with her work, pressed her

love to commission a piece for his

Jessica nodded in agreement.

quickly exchanged contact

it was time to check out, Jessica

owner to help her arrange for

was happy

the van to

artwork Jessica brought, she

is this really

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