Chapter 42
Quinn leaned her elbow on the bar and looked around the gallery. Most people had left. Response to her work had been heartwarming and supportive. Imogen seemed ecstatic. Over the course of the evening, she’d found Quinn’s ear at regular intervals and whispered that they’d just sold another of her works—a sensation that most certainly didn’t get old.
Maya had seemed tethered to the area around her portrait. Quinn knew Tommy had bought it. She also knew her parents had bought a large and expensive one that featured people doing all kinds of acrobatics on the Brooklyn Bridge.
Still hovering in the vicinity of her portrait, Maya was talking to Angus and Griff. Tommy and Beth had struck up a conversation with someone Quinn didn’t know. Her parents were chatting with Imogen, but Qu
