"It's not stupid at all. It's the truth." Killian uncapped the beer and took a long drink straight from the bottle. "What if I took a chance, and I was right? Someone like you can't imagine what it would be like to make a mistake in a personal relationship."
Enough.
"Is that so? Someone like me? Well, I made a monumental mistake, and I've regretted it ever since."
"Like what?" he challenged.
"I went to art school in Savannah. Yes, art school," she repeated, when she saw his expression of skepticism. "Even people in Red Creek can love the arts."
"I didn't mean-"
"Oh, yes, you did. I saw it on your face. See? See what happens when you make assumptions?" She swallowed some of her wine. "So I met someone in art school, a very talented painter. His name was Rick."
"Let me guess." His mouth twisted in a grimace. "The two of you fell in love."