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"I really think you should use photos."

She gave me a sidelong glance. "You don't like these?"

"No, no. I'm not saying that. You did manage to capture a certain energy in their faces. Artistically, it's quite well done."

"Thanks, I think so."

"It just that..." I made sure to look away as I spoke so she couldn't stop me in my tracks with another glare.

"What?" I heard her say.

"It just that they're your children." Turned to her.

"I know," she beamed maternally.

"And..they're missing."

"I certainly miss them. That's why I drew this picture."

"And it's a lovely picture. But shouldn't you use photos? I mean, so people can identify them?"

She crossed her arms. "Didn't you just tell me I captured their essence or something?"

"I did. But.."

"You're always trying to shoot me down, aren't you?"

"Not at all!"

"Yes, yes. I put this beautiful artwork up. This tribute..."

"And it is lovely..."

"And you..."

"Please..."

"No, you..."

"Keep it up."

"Really?"

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