• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 01

The Eye

Jack walked down each aisle of paintings in the Museum of Light, but nothing caught his attention until he noticed a crowd and gently squeezed his way through to see what all the fuss was about. Before him was an eye with a deep orange background, a white star surrounding its cornea. Rubbing his chin, he stood in thought.

A woman neatly dressed in a black pants suit and high heel pumps approached Jack. He couldn’t help but notice her enticing figure and blond hair gleaming in the sunlit room.

“What do you make of this?” She asked.

“I put some thought into it. You see, no pun intended, the eye can visualize many things. I believe this particular painting; the eye symbolizes everything and everyone around us. The bright orange background depicts what and how the eye conveys the situation. At least that’s what I get out of it.”

“Huh, I thought it was just an eye with a pretty background. By the way, my name is Danielle.”

Jack extended his hand.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Danielle. I’m Jack. Would you like to get out of here and go to Cafe Molino’s for coffee?”

“Sure, I’d love to,” she answered with a smile, her teeth perfectly white. Jack ogled.

They walked past the crowd and once they left the museum, the eye was never spoken of again.