As in wondrous way the paintings grown pale in my gallery in her shade. It seemed as if all advertisements were directed upon them and she had the quite special shine of a breathtaking woman. And … I simply had to kiss them …

 Then everything went rather fast. We moved together and have enjoyed our life and our love. When we decided to found a family, I have given up my gallery and a very well paid-up place as a manager of the C.A.C., the California Art Centre, accepted. Tina should get the baby and thus she gave up her job to be able to appear herself completely to her housewives and mother role. I provided for the living and all inalienable things which were necessary for a befitting social standing pleasant life.

During 8 years our relationship was harmonious and happy. We had always reached everything what we wanted to reach, everything easily went for us from the hand. Our luck seemed perfect. However, suddenly a very heavy time came up to us. There were the problems with the conception and that Franklin (my boss) realised his homo's phobia completely in me, while he tried more and more to interfere with my work or to pass over me even consciously. Then Tina had her miscarriage and for me a world broke down. I could not talk with her about it, because she was so already so infinitely sad also that I kept my pain rather for myself. I had the feeling that everything would break down and my childhood dream bursts, like a bubble. When I met Candace, she was a joiner and helped in the rebuilding of the gallery for the new exhibit, I was at the end of my forces. Candace was like a big funnel which took up my shout into which everything sank what was not to be endured which allowed to flee me before everything about me broke down, because I could not have carried the load. Oh, I cannot whitewash myself with the lie, I would not see it have come be able to, but when I cheated Tina with Candace, I had crossed the point for a long time to be able to stop myself.

For me there was no other way out as …

 The escape!