Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Sunshine art club

Claire and Matthew arrived at the art club, a small and cozy place that Claire had seen in an old photo from her mother's album. Stepping out of the car, Claire held the photo in her hands, comparing it to the building before her. "This is it," Claire murmured, more to herself than to Matthew, as she looked at the photo once more before tucking it back into her bag

As they approached the entrance, Claire hesitated for a moment, feeling a rush of emotions. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and then knocked on the door.

A woman in her late 50s opened the door, her warm smile putting Claire at ease. "Hello there, how can I help you?"

them

"Is this the Sunshine Art Club?" Claire asked, her voice tinged with anticipation

The woman nodded. "Yes, it is. Welcome!"

Claire extended her hand, introducing herself. "I'm Claire Peterson."

The woman's eyes widened in recognition. "Peterson... Are you Mary's daughter?"

Claire nodded, a mixture of surprise and relief washing over her. "Yes, I am. Do you know my mother?"

the woman greeted

The woman's smile widened, and she pulled Claire into a hug. "Oh, Mary was such a lovely soul. I'm Liz, and I run this art club" Claire returned the hug, feeling a sense of connection. "Nice to meet you, Liz. This is Matthew," she said, gesturing to her companion. Liz greeted Matthew warmly before inviting them inside. Once they were settled, Liz asked Claire about her visit.

"Why are you here, Claire?" Liz inquired gently.

and fulfill

Claire explained, "My mother asked me to help fund the art club. It was her last wish. I wanted to see the place for myself and her wish."

softened as she listened. "I accidentally found a letter from my mom where she mentioned the art club. It was

like a piece

art and children. She loved surprising the kids with toys, paints,

creativity filled the air. Some kids were engrossed in playful

lit up as she took in the lively

think so. Wait till you see the

approached a corner where several paintings adorned the walls. Claire paused in front of a particularly striking piece-a vibrant, abstract painting that seemed to

murmured, her gaze fixed on

nodded proudly. "Would you believe me if I told you a

eyebrows shot up in surprise. "No

"These kids have such raw

doesn't get the recognition

tour, Liz showed Claire a variety of paintings, each one unique and telling a different story. Claire was captivated by the colors, textures, and

they came upon a painting displayed prominently in a frame at the center of the hall. Claire's breath caught as she studied it-a breathtaking landscape

smiled softly. "That's

mom painted this? I had

such talent."

Matthew who

amazing artist. This painting has inspired many of the children here to explore their own

that also doubles as an art exhibition? We can showcase the children's paintings and raise funds for

shoulder. "Don't worry, Liz. I'll handle the promotion and outreach. We'll make sure plenty of people

let's make it happen. I'll start preparing the paintings for

already had in mind which painting she would

you plan

Sandra, her efficient secretary. "Sandra, I need you to arrange for a suitable building to host an art exhibition. And I want you to arrange the music,

promised to handle the logistics, Claire turned back to

potential guests. I want you to

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