At this point, my voice echoed through the videotape.

"Sheryl, when you see this videotape, it means I'm gone. These paintings are my final gift to you. Actually, there's something else at the bottom of my paint box. It's a secret and only you can get it."

Sheryl was silent for a long time. Suddenly, she stood up and stumbled towards my bedroom.

Along the way, she knocked over my dried paint. She knocked over my set easel. But when she actually opened the paint box, she froze in her tracks.