EpilogueThank God for Mondays.
Violet surveyed the backroom of Lily’s Oasis Bookstore. There were more than thirty people present, but she was sure some extra heads had snuck in past the registration desk. As much as Violet wanted to help as many people as she could, she didn’t want to pose a fire hazard, either.
“Becky?” She tapped her assistant on the shoulder and informed her of the issue.
Becky completed a head count, escorted a few people out who didn’t register for Violet’s Healing In Four Stages Workshop, and then she sat back down beside Violet. All in a flash, like it was nothing at all. I should have done this much, much sooner, Violet thought. A PA would have been a luxury unimaginable to her before her own nonfiction memoir was released, but now it was an utter necessity. He
