33 Polaroid Wall (1/2)

Following their impromptu pictorial, they headed to the living room. Positioned themselves at each end of the oil painting's golden frame. The painting depicts a woman sitting on a lonely bridge in the middle of the numerous autumn trees and lilies on the pond floating along with the pitter patter of the rain.

”It's beautiful” commented Violet as she struggled to unhook the painting that was twice her height.

But before King could reply, Violet quickly cut him off, ”But not as great as what we will do mehehehe”

'As long as she's happy', King kept on chanting to himself to look past the amount he spent to acquire the painting.

”Wait” as if remembering something, Violet let go causing the frame to hit the floor.

'SHIT!' screamed King internally.

”Stay in that position. Wait. I got it. Stay still. 1, 2, 3!” Violet photograph King as he grudgingly lifted the painting on his own.

”What was that for?” asked King as he strained his arms up.

”Documentation” gleefully replied Violet. Then she went back to help carry the painting again.

”Here is good. Let's put it down gently this time V” said King while eyeing Violet at the other end.

”Hehe. Soooooooo what are we gonna do with this painting? We don't have another wall that can fit this”

”Hmmm I'll just give it to a friend” replied King.

”Man or woman?” asked Violet as she give King a stink eye.

”Huh?” King caught unawares.

”Hmm?” Violet raised one of her eyebrow.

”Ehem. Man. You see um V my friend Hardin has a thing with Art. I remember that he begged me this painting before” King cleared his throat and nervously explained himself.

'Out of sight, out of mind. I might as well' thought King.

”Ok. Now get me my tape and permanent marker. Now go!” announced Violet.

And before King could disappear from her sight, she called him.

”K!”

”What?” King looked back.