The city's contract arrived the next morning.
It was six pages long, full of insurance requirements, deadlines, and language about maintenance. The first draft listed me as the sole artist and described the others as assistants.
I called Celia before anyone signed.
"That doesn't match the agreement," I said.
"I know. It's the standard template."
"Then we need a revised version."
She paused. "The city wants one person accountable for the work."
"I can be accountable for the schedule and the site. I can't sign away the other artists' work."
"I'll talk to the legal office. It could take a few days."
"The deadline is tomorrow."
"I understand."
I put the phone on speaker so Tessa and June could hear. Celia promised to try for a correction before the end of the day. After the call, I
