“Oh,” Enid uttered.
Caroline looked at her face and wondered what she’d stop to look at. Then, she remembered.
“Oh, shit. Sorry. I should’ve warned you.”
She leaned over Enid’s shoulder and saw what she had expected to see.
“That is a naked woman,” Enid noted.
“Yes. Her name is Brooke.”
“And you drew her naked.”
“I did.”
“She let you?”
“Yeah, it was her idea,” Caroline replied.
“You and she… were together?”
“No. I met her on the trip. We spent about a week together before she went one way, and I went the other.”
“But you saw her naked. Was that just for the drawing?”
“No,” she replied.
“Ah…” Enid let out as she continued to stare at the drawing. “She’s pretty.”
“She is, yeah.”
“Do you keep in touch?”
“No, I haven’t seen or heard from her since.”
“So, it was just sex?”
“It’s hard to explain… I was on this journey of self-discovery. She was there for part of it. I don’t think it was just sex, but it wasn’t a relationship or much more than that.”
Enid turned to the next sketch and asked, “More?”
Caroline laughed and said, “She asked for a close-up.”
“Yeah, I’d say that’s pretty close up.” Enid cleared her throat. “You definitely understand the… female anatomy.”
She laughed again and said, “I meant to give those to her, but after I drew them, I kind of forgot about them until after we said goodbye.”
Enid turned the page to a more PG sketch of the motel sign Caroline had drawn at the next place she’d stayed after parting ways with Brooke.
“What did you discover about yourself on the trip?”
“I don’t know. Not much. I thought I’d find what I was supposed to do. Hell, I’d bought that sketchbook right before I left on a whim. I didn’t think I would use it. I had not liked that art class, remember?”
“Maybe you did.”
“Did what?” Caroline asked.
“Found what you were supposed to do,” Enid said and closed the sketchbook before handing it back to her. “Now, can I meet Frank, Miranda, Tim, and Larry? Corrina, I assume, is parked outside?”