CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Evelyn awoke with an excitement she’d not felt in a while. It was the 1st December, the day of her tree-lighting event outside Shelter Hall. Everything was arranged: the champagne and canapes were safely hidden inside Shelter Hall’s storeroom; the waiting staff were due to arrive at half five; the orchestra were due half an hour before that; and Tom’s band were due at the same time. She felt confident, knowing that Tom had rehearsed with the Brighton Chamber Choir on three separate occasions.
Georgia was fast asleep on her mattress next to her, lightly snoring. The past couple of weeks had been strained between them on two fronts. First, she was still trying to convince Georgia to call off the lawsuit against Celia Emerson; secondly, she was trying to convince her younger
