Week 27 The Painter By Szymon

“Remember – it has to be green” the lady snapped. 
Suddenly the painter remembered that he had a secret. It was that he was colourblind. He had only applied for this job because it was easy money. While he was picking out the colour he knew what might happen.
The person he was painting for was as vicious as a lion. He knew he would be in big trouble. A week passed and he was finished painting. The lady came into the house and she was astonished. The lady started screaming at the man.
”  But it is the wrong colour!”