Brush Strokes

Let the story begin on the elder side of evening, with the sun well set and a storm moving in. Sketch a single candle burning in an almost-bare attic room, water-stained plaster peeling off dingy walls...


So begins this tale of an artist tormented by one fateful misdeed that turned his path far away from genteel society and the woman he loved there. Like a painting that captures a moment in time, this short story shows us a glimpse into the life of one man and the women who haunt him.