“No. Nope. No. No. No, no, no. Uhmmm, no.” The man had arched one eyebrow and then the other. He twisted them both up as he pushed the drawing farther away and then scrunched them down as he drew it closer. The eyebrows were giant and bushy. Ed watched them in fascination as they danced around the old man’s face.
“No. This is not around here and never was.”
“Are you sure?” Ed asked. He took out another sheet of paper and pointed at a spot. “It should be right here.”
The man twisted his face, one huge eyebrow going up onto his forehead while the other smashed into his cheek.
“Fascinating. Where did you get this?”
“My great uncle made it.”
“I take it that your great uncle’s name was Jackson Pollock.” Both eyebrows went up in a large, bushy arch.
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