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Several days passed without an incident. Pad and Ellie settled into a routine of sharing meals and her workspace. Customers were beginning to trickle in and sales were increasing. Ellie replaced all the damaged art, and to her credit, not a single artisan withdrew. It seemed everyone had faith in The Looking Glass.
Pad glanced up from his laptop. “I’m going to call Winnie later and see if next week will work for her photo shoot. Do you still want to come?”
“Absolutely. Can you suggest one of the days the gallery is closed?” Ellie got up and stretched. A frown crossed her face. “I have a follow-up appointment with the doctor first thing tomorrow.”
“Not a problem, I can drive you and maybe we can swing by the grocery store again. We’re almost out of cookies.” Pad didn’t reveal his tru
