Arm-in-arm, an older couple walked into the museum gala. The man wore a black evening coat and his wife, an elegant black dress, evening gloves, and a white fur stole. The two strode in influential gait. Gazing at one particular painting, the woman turns to her husband raising a thin eyebrow, she utters, "Song Dynasty, dear…" 155Please respect copyright.PENANAxnb4xt4tEO
The man nods in agreement, "I’d have never guessed that, by the looks of those signs," he said, gesturing to the Song Dynasty exhibit banners. His wife smiles and playfully bumps her hip into his. "You know Archie, art is not just pretty paintings. Every work of art has its history. It wouldn’t hurt you to know some of it, especially on a night like tonight.”155Please respect copyright.PENANAiNt6ylkgzu
“Of course, dear.." 155Please respect copyright.PENANAwL2LEAUSDZ
The old man said dismissively as he steps away from his wife, grabbing two champagne flutes from a passing waiter with a serving tray. "Oh, my dear Birdie, tonight is a night for celebration—not for matriculation." 155Please respect copyright.PENANAnkQUCEbcoJ
Birdie plucks a glass of champagne from her husband’s hand and takes a small sip, sighing nostalgically. "Do you ever think about those days?" 155Please respect copyright.PENANAua5yQ6Sh4Q
He stares into his glass as in deep thought. "Darling?" He looks up longingly, "My dear, I can’t walk through any room of our home, or look at any wall without remembering." 155Please respect copyright.PENANA6qoC8OF6Su
"Do you remember MoMA?" Birdie said with a light chuckle. 155Please respect copyright.PENANA7aDmQEy7Pv
"How could I forget! That’s where you lost your wedding rings."155Please respect copyright.PENANAMzwyMlhPnw
She shrugs, "Too bad, I do believe that self portrait would’ve looked rather good in the sitting room.." 155Please respect copyright.PENANADPwkUZwv4r
"You’ve always been a fan of Picasso, my dear.." 155Please respect copyright.PENANAJvzuXj8W3J
The two sigh in unison as they remember that balmy, summer evening in 1980...155Please respect copyright.PENANAMIA0dPe0LT
There the young couple stood, in front of the blue portrait of a young Pablo Picasso, stoic but with a small smirk playing at his pallid lips, his dark eyes staring back at them. Almost daring them to whisk him away.155Please respect copyright.PENANAKl061MJAQQ
Birdie watched as her husband stood in front of the large painting, his strong chin tilted upwards, his dark brows furrowed in concentration. His fists on his hips, as he glared at the painting. "Birdie, honestly, this painting is so utterly depressing.." He says in a hushed yet, urgent whisper, "Why is it, again that we decided on this one?" 155Please respect copyright.PENANANUSyeMiev8
"Well, for you, darling it's always been the thrill of acquisition, while for me…its’ always been about the art." Archie pauses, turning to look at his young bride. Her doe-like eyes brimmed with tears that threatened to fall as she looked up at the portrait.155Please respect copyright.PENANAGeL0JSLtjK
In this moment, Archie felt his walls crumble as her delicate hands reached for the canvas. He shakes his head, giving a wry chuckle, "You’ve never looked at me like that before."155Please respect copyright.PENANAGK1ztVpFjc
She turns to him as she wipes the stray tears away, laughing. "Well, I'm sure this painting is a better listener than you, Mr. Delacroix."155Please respect copyright.PENANAGRqEGmlghf
"Then I’ll take my ring back, thank you very much," He said as he stretched out a gloved hand.155Please respect copyright.PENANAfVv8sLuilP
"You aren’t serious," she mused as she reached for her wedding rings. Upon feeling nothing, she let out a hitched breath. 155Please respect copyright.PENANAIbNU23JQ0i
"What? What is it?"155Please respect copyright.PENANAv9Il7Cu2AN
"My rings! My wedding rings! They’re gone!" She exclaimed in a hushed whisper.155Please respect copyright.PENANAu5kJ9LGNcs
"Surely, you didn’t bring them." 155Please respect copyright.PENANAdSji2o0a8B
Her face flushed with anger as she hissed, "I never take them off! You should know that!" 155Please respect copyright.PENANASkY6P5j7LM
He raised his hands up defensively. "Alright, alright, where’d you put them last?" Slowly she turns to her husband in obvious annoyance, "If I knew that, they wouldn’t be lost."155Please respect copyright.PENANALTYrnHzNHD
"Okay, well, the guards will be circling back in about," the young man pushes up his sleeve to look at his watch. "twenty or so minutes. So, how do you want to do this, Mr. Picasso?"155Please respect copyright.PENANAaDzPf92Evz
"Mr. Picasso?! My wedding rings, Archie, they’re missing!"155Please respect copyright.PENANA2uBytI6xxk
Rubbing the back of his neck, he asks, "So…no more…Mr. Picasso?"155Please respect copyright.PENANAwNYjhAsf26
"ARCHIE!"155Please respect copyright.PENANAfATP99jDTq
"Archie.."155Please respect copyright.PENANATitNVTWkCp
"Archie, darling? Are you alright?"155Please respect copyright.PENANAOcqJCUHqUr
Pulled back into the present, Archie looks to his wife. Her pale blue eyes were fixated on him, her eyebrows knitted together in concern. Archie looks past his wife and up at the centerpiece of the gallery.
"It seems that the Empress has finally graced us with her presence." 155Please respect copyright.PENANAB6Mh51Klwj
Birdie turns around, following his gaze up to the portraiture of a young Chinese empress, adorned in red and orange robes, her moonlike face turned away from the audience, her black hair hidden by the intricate bejeweled headpiece. Her tiny lips curled in the slightest of smiles. 155Please respect copyright.PENANAFd0vQQUzV3
"Oh Archie, she's beautiful.."
Archie clears his throat, before giving his wife a cunning side-eye.155Please respect copyright.PENANA9phGiimv0A
"I do believe that Her Majesty would look amazing over the fireplace in the study."
The old woman whips her head towards her husband with a look of shock, her eyes shone with anticipation and excitement.155Please respect copyright.PENANAYsDHBA86aR
"How?"
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