The downtown project completed in late spring.
It was the project that Vivienne had come back for, the one that had been the official reason for her return, and Marcus had managed it alone after she withdrew. He had brought in a new partner, a woman named Sandra who was direct and competent and had no interest in anything except the work, which Marcus said was the most refreshing professional relationship he had experienced in years.
The project was good. Genuinely good. I had seen the plans and then the building as it rose, and there was something satisfying about watching Marcus's work materialize the way design materialized for me, the movement from concept to solid thing.
The completion dinner was a firm event, clients and partners and the team who had built it. I went. I wore a gre
