Sarah Illustrates Jack Page

“Keep it?” he asks.

“Always,” Sarah answers. She watches him walk down the wet street, the portrait pressed to his chest like a light source. When the door closes, she walks back to the easel, sets a fresh sheet of paper, and begins another line—because people, like pictures, are never finished, and because drawing is how she keeps finding them. sarah illustrates jack

When she reaches for color, she chooses muted tones: the moss green of a jacket he doesn’t own, the amber of a lamp he once fixed for a neighbor. She paints a small dog at his feet—imaginary, loyal—so the picture will have warmth even if the world around him looks thin. “Keep it