The invitation had come through the university portal three weeks ago and had been sitting in my inbox.
Harwick University Presents: Our 76th Annual Gala Auction.
That day arrived on a Thursday evening.
Lia hadn’t been interested. Said it would probably be boring. But I had never been to a Gala before and I was curious.
I convinced her to go with me.
And now I owed her a truck’s worth of treats.
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The main hall had been completely transformed. Deep navy and gold draped along the walls. The space completely lit with candlelight. The round tables set with white cloth and small, elegant floral arrangements.
A string quartet played in the corner.
The auction items lined the space on pedestals with numbered placards in front of each one. There were paintings by famed artists, wee
