CHAPTER TWENTY NINE – A FUN DAY

One sunny Saturday afternoon, Ethan returned from the store carrying a giant bag. "Guess what?" he announced, a grin splitting his face. "What?" Madison and Kyle chorused, both intrigued. Ethan placed the bag on the table and unzipped it with a flourish. Inside, nestled in colorful tissue paper, was a brand new easel and a set of high-quality paints. Kyle gasped, her eyes widening with a mixture of surprise and delight. She looked at Ethan, then at Madison, her lips trembling. "For you," Ethan said gently. "We noticed how much you loved drawing. We thought maybe you'd like to try something new." Tears welled up in Kyle's eyes. She reached out, hesitantly at first, and touched the smooth wooden frame of the easel. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you both." That evening, with Ethan's help, the easel was assembled in the living room. Kyle, her face glowing with excitement, dipped a brush into a pool of paint and began to create. It was a simple abstr