EPILOGUE
“You know, I thought the ceremony was beautiful, but this reception—” Sam looked around the high-ceilinged space, festooned with twinkle lights and autumnal floral arrangements. “I never would have imagined the old mill could look like this.”
“Porter and his crew did a hell of a job converting it into the Artisan Guild, but it was his wife Maggie’s idea to lease it out for events,” Abbey Keenan explained.
A band was setting up on the little raised stage, and a dance floor had been set up in the center. A buffet of Athena’s mouth-watering creations took up almost all of the opposite wall. All around the edges of the massive room were tables for the many guests, which included a multitude of former fosters of Joan Reynolds and several of Kendrick's and Erin’s students and colleag
