... noticed Maia's drawing of the shop.

"Oh you are an artist, Miss ~ are you hoping to sell us this work? - It's very good ~ very detailed." The woman enthused. "Have you been watching us?" she added, nervously.

"No" Maia responded quickly.

"Then how could you have done this drawing? It is so perfect it could almost be a photograph. Is it copied from a photograph?"

"No" Maia repeated, not knowing how to explain.

She needed to change the subject.

"I'm looking for a gift for someone. Could you show me some gloves, please?" She sounded ridiculous, she knew. Gloves? In this weather? It was the height of summer.

Then a sudden sound startled her.
It was the sound of .....



"The secret of success is constancy to purpose" - Benjamin Disraeli.