Should she go down to the main gallery and say hello Or not? “Griff”, she said aloud to herself.

His hearing must have been better than she would have expected, because amidst the buzzing-humming chatter that emanated from the gallery, he looked up at her and grinned.

Maybe the meter on University Avenue was about to expire. She retrieved her backpack and fled. As if cued by the Kruger poster that loomed over her head, in her mind the words from a Tina Turner song were repeating "Can't make the same mistake this time "