Chapter 22It was past midnight by the time Gil left Tilly’s house. She wasn’t yet remotely complete the huge lists of tasks she had to do, but she’d gotten as far as she could tonight. Between rounds of developing old photos in the dark room and combing together displays from what had already been developed, she’d also texted everyone she knew who would be into this show. Still feeling it out, in terms of what it could be like, she prefaced every text. But what do you think? A bit of a local legend’s treasure trove to liven up the Keys spirit.
As ever, Matty had been the first to reply. OMG! What a blast from the past. I love this. Count me in.
He’d followed up an hour later with more ideas on how to get the PR for the event just right. He already set up an i********: account too, called
