CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Jordan sat stiffly trying to maintain a straight face while the tiny girl draw him, he knew it was a recipe for disaster the moment he suggested it but there's nothing wrong with letting her get the joy of drawing her famous director daddy. He was trying hard not to smile as she scrunched up her face and two colors were sticking out of her mouth, she was sketching furiously on the large sketch pad that has housed over hundred caricature drawings of both him, Amelia, and other nursing staff. Sometimes, the plants make it there or the lovely animals she met on her way back from a walk. It was June's Guinness book of painted treasures and she and Amelia spent days trying to come up with the name before they ended up choosing Guinness's book of painted treasures. The sketch pad brought his daughter extreme joy and he would be sure to put it in a museum when she dies because they held too many memories of the rare gem his daughter was. He smiled at himself and the way he was planning thing