Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Once upon a time, she had wanted so much.

For love, she had chosen to step back from the fast lane.

Now, with her days quietly ticking away, Jessica found herself afraid to hope for

more.

She gave a helpless smile, then used sign language to express her thoughts.

"Jessica says she doesn't have the energy to show her work to more people right now, but if someone is interested, she can still design something for them."

Latonia beamed. "That's wonderful. I've had a few friends over recently-they all asked about my window decorations and wall art, wanted to know where I got them. One of these days, I'll introduce you. You could make a little extra money."

"Mom." Herbert cut her off.

Jessica was married to Timothy, after all.

"Jessica's work is beautiful. It's her passion-she's not doing it for the money."

so much for me; of course I should pay her. And if my friends all start asking for her work,

and don't have much spare time, you could make a few pieces in advance. I'll cover your expenses if you ever

at the paper-cut portrait, Latonia thought Jessica's work was more than mere

deserved to be seen and

hurried to sign

have the energy for an exhibit. She can only make a

Skills like Jessica's were rare enough—and work at this

husband never help at home? Is that

sadness to Jessica's

he should make time for his family. You can't speak-everyday errands and social visits must take you longer, and you have to work harder. As your

head, waving her hands in

simple

forcing the card back into Jessica's

much. Honestly, I'm

the money would make Jessica's life a