“Speed is absolutely key to creativity. The more time it takes to create something, the less likely you are to create something.”
- Patrick Stump
Petra walked outside to find their van and leaned through the window so she could smile at the Haitian driver, an overweight woman named Kelly. Her body shape reflected the labor of child-bearing and she was hardened by her life. Her head was bald except for a few strands of grey hair that had yet to succumb to the ravages of radiation treatments. Despite this her smile was clever and her eyes were bright.
“Can I have a pizza for four, pretty please?” Petra asked.
“I am waiting to pick up a hot one,” Kelly said adjusting her broad shoulder. “I can’t believe we are stealing something called ‘Venus the Conqueror.’ My son could paint that.”
“It is ironic,” Petra said, getting into the back of the van. “Love is gentle, but Venus looks pretty badass in the painting.”
“That is not what I was told,” Kelly said. “Venus is depicted as a protective and kind mother in that painting.”
“We are friends, right?” Petra asked as she watched Kelly hack into the museum’s security system.
“I am offended you have to ask,” Kelly said. “You should know I am.”
“Me too,” Petra said smiling. “Look, I just need to talk to someone about how messed up things are getting between Judy and Croft.”
Disclaimer: This is an original story that is not based on any real people or events. It is a work of fiction that is purely for your entertainment.