The gallery was even more beautiful than I remembered. The fresh brown and white paint, large windows, and soft lighting, it was completely perfect.
Several workers moved around assembling display panels while decorators arranged flowers near the entrance.
When I got to the center of the room, I slowly looked around in a circle. It still felt surreal.
“This still doesn’t feel real.”
Beth nudged my shoulder.
“Better start believing it.”
The event coordinator walked up to me carrying a clipboard.
“Mrs. Rooke?”
“Yes?”
“I’m Amelia, the head of the event’s coordination. We’ll be handling the opening ceremony.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful. I look forward to seeing what wonderful ideas you bring to life.”
“About that, ma’am, here, I have drafted three possible layouts, and I wanted you
