Artistry

The heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs it, leaving on the canvas a less dark, less sharp version of the truth. - Dean Koontz

Aislin wondered if her heart had run out of paint. Her flight, leaving the mountains headed for the land of corn, had been canceled four times. She wondered if it was a sign.

Aislin sat in her apartment, watching snow fall and drift, deciding that if her flight was canceled again she would not re-book. She would spend the holiday break in Colorado.