I looked up at the Milwaukee Art Museum. Ruth had always been so excited to go here when we were little kids. Nowadays, she works here as a painter for the gallery. As we walk in I notice That Ruth seems a little weird like she is hiding something that she wants to tell me. Ruth leads us to the front desk and starts to talk to the man at the desk. “Ethan, this is Cassidy, my best friend from middle school in Ohio!” She started in a jolly kind of way, “Cassidy this is Ethan, my boyfriend, I met him about 2 years ago.” I looked up at the tall, slim, and short haired man that Ruth liked. I don’t know how she would like him but I guess she does. “Ethan also works here at the museum with me, that's how we met each other.” She said as Ethan put his arm around her. “That's nice, you both like the gallery and the art!” I said in a nice tone. As we started the tour I thought to myself that this was going to be a good way to get rid of anything else I was thinking about. A few moments later in the art gallery I saw this wonderful painting. As I go to look closer I see the name Griffin K. I pause, that was my husband's name, but he was never an artist. He would talk about a painting once in a while but I never thought he actually liked painting. Ruth must have seen me looking at the painting because she walked over and started to talk, “We got this from some anonymous artist, it was just sitting outside at the front doors with a note saying ‘You know what to do’. We were hesitant at first but eventually put the extravagant painting up on the wall.” Well, that's interesting but it can't be possible that it's him, I thought to myself. We continued through the gallery, amazing art all around us. At the end we were all tired and decided to go to Ruth’s house to settle down. “Oh I wish I had a better apartment so you wouldn’t have to worry about sleeping on a couch.” Ruth said flustered. I felt guilty and replied, “It’s fine Ruth! I haven't got a decent sleep since I was at home and your couch looks perfectly fine to sleep on, dont worry about it!!” Ethan snickered in the corner. Then I started to giggle. Both me and Ethan started to burst out in laughter, while Ruth looked at us as if we were being obnoxious, and we were. Then she broke and started laughing with us. After we were done laughing we said goodnight and went to bed.
Ok I am dead now after writing this, I have 1050 words written on my essay when the minimum was 500 Also just ignore the painting I don't even know what happened.