Chapter 18
Alex Travers circled the Art Paris Art Fair venue for almost an hour trying to find a parking spot. Hordes of people kept going inside. He’d driven all day from the vineyard to take this chance and see her, but as the sun was truly now gone and the moon getting higher in the sky, he realized he might miss the opportunity.
Tempted to abandon his car and run inside, he knew he’d only be stuck without a ride home.
Finally, he saw a car pulling away and put his blinker on.
No one challenged him to the spot, and he parked his car next to the sidewalk.
He stepped out, grabbed his blue sweater and threw it on. Made him look like a professor instead of someone who’d spent his past few days tilling new fields as he walked toward the art festival.
Once inside, the huge gallery with
