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@@@@@Of course that might only have been the Department of Wishful Thinking"Can you do it?" "I can try," I said He nodded, then stripped off his sweater "I need you by the window, so the light falls on your face nice and strong as the sun starts going downThere's a stool in the kitchen you can sit onHow long have you got Annmarie for?" "She said she could stay until eight, and she'll give Miss Eastlake dinner I'll put it in your oven at five-thirty By the time the lasagna was ready, the light would be gone, anywayI could take some digital photos of Wireman, clip them to the easel, and work from thoseI was a fast worker, but I already knew this was going to be a longer process - days, at least When Wireman came back upstairs with the stool, he stopped dead"What are you doing?" "What does it look like I'm doing?" "Cutting a hole in a perfectly good canvas "Go to the head of the class I laid aside the cut rectangle, then picked up the cardboard insert with the floating brain on itI went behind the easel"Help me glue this in place "When did you figure all this out, vato?" "I didn't," I said "You didn't?" He was looking at me through the canvas, like a thousand lookie-loos I'd seen peering through a thousand peepholes at construction sites in my other lifeSomething's kind of telling me as I go alongCome around to this side With Wireman's help, the rest of the prep only took a couple of minutesHe blocked the rectangle 475 with the shirt-cardboardI fished a little tube of Elmer's Glue from my breast pocket, and began fixing it in placeWhen I came back around, it was perfectLooked that way to me, anyw