By the end of the week, I knew Seamus was different, but I didn't know how different until I sent him to the paint store for thinner.
"No need," he said. He took a bucket and filled it with water. It was lunch time so I didn't say anything. I let him put the bucket into a room and close the door.
At lunch he said he was going back to Ireland soon to become a priest. It's not often that a painter announces his decision to enter the priesthood at lunch. We cleaned up our language after that.
After lunch he handed me the bucket. It was now full of thinner. We took him out for drinks to celebrate his priesthood and I to celebrate his miracle. I tried it several times, but couldn't get thinner from water.
Later I heard that Seamus had gone to India and was living in the mountains above Rishikesh. He had not become a priest. He was studying with an Indian Guru. Let's hope he doesn't turn the Ganges into paint thinner.
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