“You! Over there! Yes, you! Come here right now and help hang up these lights! Come on, don’t dilly dally!” Mary ordered one of the many volunteers who had come to help set up the festival.
Grayson was setting up the sturdy wooden booths, pulling out his hammer to pound one of the corners together. He shook his head at Mary’s overbearing nature, but no one could deny she was good at what she did. It took a lot of work to put on these festivals every year, and she always ensured they ran smoothly and on time.
Grayson stepped back and examined his handiwork, ensuring it was even. He pulled out his level and placed it on the built-in table, pleased to see the bubble centered exactly.
“Mayor Holiday! Grayson!”
Grayson suppressed the urge to run and hide. Mary calling out to him could no
