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Do you remember?

"Top left." He directs her with a smile while he held the blender. Pouring two cups he poured the rest into a pitcher and put it in the fridge before grabbing straws.
 
"Thanks..." She whispered as she got hers and began to drink it. She smiled as she sat on the couch and began to yawn and relaxed against Drew. It just felt natural to her.


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Drew was comforted by the feeling of her against him as he frank the smoothie and set it aside. It was good, he was willing to admit that much about her healthy food choices.
 
She smiled as she stayed against him and began to close her eyes when she heard their laptop ding. She looked at it curiously and looked at Drew. "Who's emailing?" She asked, the email was an invitation to a silent auction. They wanted one of Willows paintings and Drews sculptures to auction off.


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"Work." He answers simply looking at the email. "Do you want to go?" He asked her tilting the computer. He wasn't sure if she would be interested at all or if the unfamiliar environment would make her uncomfortable.
 
She read the email then looked at her husband as she clenched her hands. She looked at him and nodded. "S-sure." She didn't know what it was but she honestly wanted to try it. See if it would jog any memories. "I-I wouldn't know what to paint for t-them."


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"Oh that' doesn't matter, something will come to mind, it always does." Confirming their invite he closed the laptop. "Don't worry about it, it'll be fun." He reassured her with a gentle smile "Do you want to go out again or no?"
 
"Can we please?" She asked him as she smiled softly and leaned against him again. "Maybe to the pier... Rein act our first date for me." She told him as she smiled but then realized something. "How long have I known you?" She asked him seriously. If they graduated at the university together then it must have been for more then five years.
 
"Six years." He replies as he went to grab the keys again after he cleaned up the cups and put them in the sink. "Are you ready?"
 
Six years. She couldn't believe it. She blinked and nodded as she walked over. "Okay so instead of our first date, take me where I first met you." SHe said with all seriousness. She wanted to live out the memories if she couldn't remember them.
 
There had been a handful of occasions the couple encountered each other before the actually meant but he decided to take her where they first started to talk/ it wasn't the best place but it was part of her memories. He took her to the art museum not far from the school campus and walked inside.
 
She followed him as she walked into the art museum and gasped as she admired all the beauty it held. She walked over to what was her favorite painting of the Mono Lisa, though she didn't know it herself and she marveled at the artwork as she read the information given off to the side. It was beautiful.
 
Drew followed after her and wasn't surprised when she wandered where she dis. "I still don't understand how out of thousands of pieces you pick the most cliche." He says with a soft laugh as he stood behind her with his hands in his pockets.
 
She looked back at her husband as she laughed softly and smiled. "It may be the most cliche but the skill work and the details is what intrigues me." She said, exactly like she did that day. She smiled softly as she looked at the painting again. "So this was our first date?"
 
"No, you didn't want to go there remember? This is where you finally acknowledged my existence." He has seen her a few times before and was intrigued by her presence but she never paid him enough attention to notice him until that day they met here.
 
"Oh right. My bad." She said as she stared at the painting then looked over at him. She smiled softly. She walked over to him and looked at the sculpture that was in front. "I'll never understand the mediums for sculpting." She admitted. She may have forgotten she was a painter but she did take Art classes in high school that she remembered.
 
"I don't think you ever really want to either. Come on, I want to show you something." He said offering his hand as they headed for the grand staircase to go to the second level. He wanted to show her his favorite piece.
 
She laughed softly as she nodded and took his hand as she followed him up to the second level and smiled. She continued to admire the beauty of the museum and then looked over at Drew again.


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Drew went looking for the painting and when he found it he stopped and smiled. "Here it is." He says with a smile. "This artist, she's a genius, the best I've ever seen." Admiring the peace of her final graduation project, a portrait split in half. One of her old self and her new self. 'Mrs. Halloway, one of the best of the best."
 
Willow smiled as she looked at the painting and admired it. "It's beautiful." She whispered as she looked over at him and laughed. "I can see why it's your favorite."


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Drew laughed., she didn't catch that it was her he was referring to because she had yet to hear their last name. Stepping out of the way he revealed the little side blurb of information along with her picture. "Does she look familiar?"
 
Willow looked at him confused as she looked at the information and gasped as she looked at him then the painting. "I-I painted this?" She asked as she heard someone speak. "Yes you did. It's good to see you again Mrs. Halloway." He said and she looked over confused.


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Drew turned to face the directed and smiled. Resting his hands in reassuringly on Willow's shoulders. "Hello." He says with a smile.
 
"Always a pleasure Drew." Mr. Levine said as he smiled and looked at Willow. "Did you get my request for another painting? Id love to open up an exhibit just for you." He said and at that Willow blinked. A whole exhibit in honor of her?


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Drew was beyond proud of his wife and even though she didn't have any memory of how successful she really was it was still worth the recognition. "Willow, this is Mr. Levine, the director."
 

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