Faith smiled, thinking about some of the conversations they’d had. Over the months, as she’d felt her attraction grow into full-on feelings, feelings she refused to name, she’d started to distance herself. Either she’d found work on the opposite floor or had gone to her office to work out the details of the building next to Bessie, which the two had acquired. They’d found that it had a tunnel that also led to the hot springs, though had been walled off at some point in the past.
She’d spoken to her team and they’d decided it would benefit the town to turn the building, or part of it, into locker rooms and showers for those who wished to go into the hot springs. It would be a project down the road a bit, but at least the building was deeded to the town. Records of prior ownership couldn’t
