Chapter 21
“Everyone is so excited to hear you sing at the art festival,” Ivy said into the phone as she sat on her bed in her newly ceilinged bedroom. She was thrilled that Carol Reston had agreed so quickly to give a mini-concert. Ivy had made the announcement right away at the bonfire.
Carol’s rich, commanding voice floated over the connection. “Darling, guests are still talking about Victoria’s wedding at the inn—and on such short notice after the fire. What you’re doing for this community is marvelous. I don’t know why we haven’t had an art festival long before now. Superb idea. And I’m so glad Rowan will be showing his artwork there.” She dropped her voice a notch. “I rather think he fancies you, too. But I’ve heard you and our sexy mayor are getting along well, yes?”
“Just good f
