beautifully written with wonderful images and language:
"he reached forward instinctively to finish blending the dark blue into the section he'd been working on before his phone rang."
"Fuller Street was quiet and the glow from the streetlights made small pools of light at regular intervals. Justin found the symmetry comforting in its predictability, but couldn't help imagining the slightly off-kilter effect that must occur when one of the lights burned out."
the simplicity here screams volumes:
"My dad died."
and the ending is perfect:
"Brian slid his arms around him and pulled him close."