Inside was a long room running the length of the building, the sunlight streaming through from the front all the way to the back of the building. It wasn't particulary grand, it's white washed panels were bare, and it's planked floorboards held no carpet or rug. The only furniture two chairs either side of the fireplace which was halfway down the room. But it was well lit, and bright and clean, and was a very pleasant room to be in.
"I'd like your opinion, Edward. I'd like to run a small gallery perhaps in this room. What do you think? I'd not thought I would have been able to support something like this, but well, my art has been better received than I'd have ever've dreamed here, and it's always been somewhat of a dream of mine." She looked at him anxiously.